I hate death. I hate everything that has to do with death. I hate the announcements, the wakes, the funerals, the visiting of the graves. I hate it. And I guess its because I've been to so fucking many, I'm just EXHAUSTED by them. I'm tired of the haggard faces, the tears, the pain, the memories. I'm sick of the hugs and the silence and the
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