What a day. What. A. Day.

Aug 12, 2006 11:00

So I went to the home yesterday after many phone calls were made. To bring everyone up to speed, the hospital gave me a few phone numbers, five to be exact. Only two of the five are still in working use. Of the two, one rings and rings and rings, and is supposedly her grandmother. The other one rings about five times and then goes to a machine ( Read more... )

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jaggedapple April 10 2007, 12:42:17 UTC
I see dead bodies every day, but this dead body sounds morbidly awesome, much more awesome than some old guy with Parkinsons, even if we clean out his mouth and go "oop! Don't bite me :D!"

Pictures. Need... pictures. Even if you blur out the face or something.

... pictures.

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anarekist May 15 2007, 22:00:49 UTC
that was the most horrible story about a human's existence i've ever heard in my life. i really dont understand how someone can let their life slip so far down like that and not be in the crux of powerful addictive drugs.

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nico_leprof May 16 2007, 00:04:29 UTC
you're a better man than me

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mirage May 16 2007, 00:47:50 UTC
Not going anywhere for awhile D:

Grab a snickers! :D

You should have tucked a Snickers bar in her pocket before you left. But thats just me, and I'm a sick twisted fuck.

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shiroioji May 16 2007, 06:30:59 UTC
I tried bringing it up with her, and she refused to comment. She said that what her step-dad said was a lie, and that she had no idea why he would tell me such a thing. She also acted as though she didn't know why her friends would think that I was Shane's father, which I REALLY wasn't. Turns out she told every friend a slightly different story, (well, extremely different, since I was the dad in a lot of them,) and there was no consistency between the story. Had Shane been something that she believed in, the story would have been the same to each person she told.

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