In 93 my mother died and was replaced by a kitten, a tiny calico I hoped was some reincarnation. She's dead today, I can't write anymore, what the fuck.
oh man i never know what to say to things of this sort.. its so hard because nothing anyone says really makes a difference, and its silly to tell the person you know how they feel, because no one does.. but i'm sorry for your loss, little luv, and i hope some strength will fill your spirit and and see you through
ah shit man, this is one of those moments where you want to just ask people "what the fuck?" "how can this be?", but due to social stigma and our awsome society death is talked about as much as sex and homesexuality...shusshed and never to be discussed, I am sorry that stuff gets hard, I hope you know that I really feel for you dude and if I could ever be a friend beyond internet I would, please let me know if you ever make it out to san francisco sometime and we can hang out and make some awsome tea, sit around drink whisky and shoot the shit.
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