...Whelp, um, I guess they'd use some of the money to pay for my funeral and cover the bills. Dunno what they'd do with the remaining.
...Whelp, um, I guess they'd use some of the money to pay for my funeral and cover the bills. Dunno what they'd do with the remaining.
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Why does the accident I die in have to tragic?
How can it be anything else?
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[ironically dies]
Imagine that the world is made out of love. Now imagine that it isn’t.
Imagine a story where everything goes wrong, where everyone has their back against the wall, where everyone is in pain and acting selfishly because if they don’t, they’ll die.
Imagine a story, not of good against evil, but of need against need against need, where everyone is at cross-purposes and everyone is to blame.
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