Dealing with death.

[sweeby]

I played basketball yesterday; this was the result of being tripped:

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[suffocateinabag]

*kisses your knee, regardless of the blood and puss, and later develops a nasty lip infection*
see what I'd do for you?

lots of love. <3

[plurals]

'I really loved it; I wish I could half as good of an idiot in the future.'

i pity that you were trying to comment on how much of an idiot you were, by writing a sentence that made no sense at all. no i do not pity it, i love it.

i am sorry about your wound. if i were there i'd bandage it up myself. or i would just give you a ride to school. or i would take care of you day and night and play all of your basketball games for you, though i do not know how much that would help.

[ekhodie]

ewww EWWWWW!

[beckily]

a lovely sight for 9am on a Wednesday morning!