http://luzmcosta.com/2010/01/body-sang/#utm_source=feed&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=feed a rape survivor's narrative Sat, 05 Jun 2010 14:20:44 -0400 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.5 hourly 1 http://luzmcosta.com/2010/01/body-sang/comment-page-1/#comment-388 Patrick Fri, 08 Jan 2010 12:42:49 +0000 http://luzmcosta.com/?p=820#comment-388 He will be greatly missed...=( He will be greatly missed…=(

]]> http://luzmcosta.com/2010/01/body-sang/comment-page-1/#comment-387 Paulo Thu, 07 Jan 2010 02:09:15 +0000 http://luzmcosta.com/?p=820#comment-387 Beautiful, just beautiful, Luz. There's nothing I can say to help with your pain. I wish I could be there tomorrow. Beautiful, just beautiful, Luz.
There’s nothing I can say to help with your pain. I wish I could be there tomorrow.

]]> http://luzmcosta.com/2010/01/body-sang/comment-page-1/#comment-386 Luz Thu, 07 Jan 2010 02:04:30 +0000 http://luzmcosta.com/?p=820#comment-386 I will, Erin. I promise, I won’t forget to tell him. I know how important it is and how important you were to him. He loved you so much, he didn’t know what to do with himself sometimes. I’m so glad you loved him back. That meant so much to him, and that you kept communicating with him. I will, Erin. I promise, I won’t forget to tell him. I know how important it is and how important you were to him. He loved you so much, he didn’t know what to do with himself sometimes. I’m so glad you loved him back. That meant so much to him, and that you kept communicating with him.

]]> http://luzmcosta.com/2010/01/body-sang/comment-page-1/#comment-385 Erin Thu, 07 Jan 2010 01:51:58 +0000 http://luzmcosta.com/?p=820#comment-385 I miss him so much, Luz. What do I do? I can't even be there. That's bull shit. I am angry. I am angry and I don't even know where to aim my frustrations. When you see him, Luz, you tell him I wanted to be there. Tell him for me, Luz. No, screw that. I don't want to be at any fucking funeral home! I want to be on the road with him driving around singing crappy songs, or on the streets walking, taking pictures. I want to be eating great food. I want to be hugging him so tight. Tell him that for me, Luz. Tell him I said thank you...for everything. Tell him I love him. Yes, tell him that. I miss him so much, Luz. What do I do? I can’t even be there. That’s bull shit. I am angry. I am angry and I don’t even know where to aim my frustrations. When you see him, Luz, you tell him I wanted to be there. Tell him for me, Luz. No, screw that. I don’t want to be at any fucking funeral home! I want to be on the road with him driving around singing crappy songs, or on the streets walking, taking pictures. I want to be eating great food. I want to be hugging him so tight. Tell him that for me, Luz. Tell him I said thank you…for everything. Tell him I love him. Yes, tell him that.

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