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NO! You do not bury me in satin and lay me down on a bed of roses!
So my version of if I die young, hmm. This has been a very constant thought eversince I was in primary. I always thought to myself, who would cry for me? Who would laugh at me? Who would be bitching? Who would be happy? Who would
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