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[dastardlymonkey]

I dread tommorow.
i may or may not screen calls..i'll most likely fetch a bottle of scotch and lock my doors.Fair warning.

I hum a lament for everyone gone,and everyone that will be gone.
I hum for all of us.

And i still miss my mother like a weak child.

Happy fucking birthday.

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[kimbers]

i'm calling you anyway i may even sing--fair warning.