Heather was a rockstar. Half of my pictures of her are like this one. She was the kind of person who could wear a vest and a wig and dance all night and not give a fuck. She was kind and generous while blunt and hilarious. She was ready for anything. I thought nothing could kill someone like that.
This is Heather’s blog and comics site. I’m trying to take some of her advice now:
Heather will always be young and fabulous. I will always miss her.
