I started by projecting my grief over my friend's death onto Agnes Crumplebottom, the epitome of Grieving and Not Dealing With It (in my eyes). I was like "YOU'RE GONNA HAVE A HAPPY LIFE AND YOU'RE GONNA LIKE IT." I'm gonna write a full post for her soon; in the meantime, here's a few caps of her French then-boyfriend proposing to her, and her
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