This night was very memorable and important to me; very much needed. I knew Kc --besides the people I came with. I met a a whole bunch of new people, all mutual friends of Candice and Maggie. Crazy how we ended up all together, by sheer randomness but it was exactly where I needed to be. We smoked and raised every glass to those girls. We were jamming good music, quoting shit out loud like a fucking choir. We watched old photobooth videos and looked at old pictures. I remember just standing there fucking faded, smiling and laughing at Maggie with a handful of other people and just crying peacefully. It was acceptable and very understood between all of us. I thoroughly believe she would've wanted things to happen exactly how they did.