Funeraling
Tomorrow I am going to a funeral. The man that made me want to quit smoking passed on Sunday and I am going to go pay my respects. Goodbye, Jack.
"So take your diamond bland shaped tears, and maybe I'll see you in 20 years and I will always wear your ring, you know the one that turned my finger green." - At the Drive-In
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