Woke up this morning thinking abut an exfriend whom I was very close to and who dumped me shortly after my father passed away on the account of her religious beliefs. I miss her often, as much as it pains me to admit.

However I can't say I'll ever forgive her for saying my father died because I don't follow in her beliefs, or that I am damned to an eternity of suffering for the very same reason.

So, I was going to draw and found this hidden in my folders, which was drawn in a time I was struggling with the very same issue. To that I said "Fuck it, Imma post it" and here it is. We all struggle with loosing friends, under perhaps very different circumstances, but very similar lingering feelings.

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So take your finest bottle,
pour into your grandest chalice
then raise it to the sky.

Say "Thanks for Memories"
take a big swig
and wave the fucker "goodbye".

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