Bereavement I’m so fucking sick of the word, of saying it, what it implies, all the wretched feelings that go with it, pity, all that shit, I’m sick of having to explain why I back here, I must seem like a whiney bitch. I mean people die all the time, but this just happens to be my dad, a really special bloke, I mean why the fuck couldn’t it have
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