I found out about it at 5 am in a suite on the beach. True. At 5:15 I was siting in the rain, watching the waves break pouing a drink for me and the dr. I'll pour one for you too. Sad fucking day, glad to know some one feels my pain.
my parents, who rarely ever converse even though they are still married, called eachother just to find out if either had talked to me. then the both frantically called my cell to make sure i wasn't breathing through my bath tub. fuck. ugh. asyfuiag. i feel like i did when my grandma died, only not as strongly, because this whole death thing keeps getting number and number.
i'm going to drink to say good bye to the last american hero.
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i'm looking for anything to make this go away.
i'm busting out the rum. you should do the same.
drink to remember, not to forget.
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I'll pour one for you too.
Sad fucking day, glad to know some one feels my pain.
Mahalo.
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even though they are still married,
called eachother just to find out if
either had talked to me. then the both
frantically called my cell to make
sure i wasn't breathing through my
bath tub. fuck. ugh. asyfuiag. i feel
like i did when my grandma died, only
not as strongly, because this whole
death thing keeps getting number and
number.
i'm going to drink to say good bye
to the last american hero.
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so replace number and number with
more and more numb. i'm really
done now, i promise.
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