Wonder how many people ever have?

[ It's a morbid question, but she doesn't miss a beat because you can't just push this shit away, pretend like things are better than they are. ]

It feels like a violation. I don't even know what you'd call it, but. Putting our memories out there for everyone to see is worse than the actual events where shit does try to kill us, I think.

[ Or maybe it's just as bad. Not better or worse. ]