I don't know if you ever check this place anymore, but if you're seeing this just now I miss talking to you, and there's an email address for me in your PM box.
I'm no good at poetry or mushy things, but I can tell you I stayed up later than I intended to because you were on, because I know I'm counting down days until I'm not going to hear from you for awhile, and I'm going to be praying for you, whatever that means to you. Please take care of yourself. I'll miss you, too.
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I'm no good at poetry or mushy things, but I can tell you I stayed up later than I intended to because you were on, because I know I'm counting down days until I'm not going to hear from you for awhile, and I'm going to be praying for you, whatever that means to you. Please take care of yourself. I'll miss you, too.
Go back to looking normal... well, as normal as a red skinned satyr can be considered.
I guess that means I actually have to open those giftboxes, huh?
Taking your stuff feels too damn weird. I haven't said anything about the coffin, let me be uneasy with this.
Is there a hard way?