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I also failed to mention that I live for my dead friend, the motherfucker.
The piece of shit, prime of his life, 23, decides to off himself. How senseless is that?
If theres anything I got from that, it's that I'm still alive. Why the hell should I waste it? Why should anyone waste it?
You've got thousands of years for heaven, or rotting, if thats how you see it. Don't waste the 100 or less you get on Earth.
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