my grandpa died november 4th. i liked my grandpa. it, it was like every other funeral ive been to, or at least the ones i havent been able to wiggle out of. i hate funerals. i cant stand the idea of a person in my head changing so drastically that i have to walk up and look and see them unmoving, totally unmoving up there in a pine-box. and
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