in case i die of anxiety before the 14th may,
friends, please bury ryan with me, dead or alive.
i need some good company even in my coffin.
dyingdyingdyingdyingdyingdyingdyingdyingdying.
did i say i was dying? ya i think i did.
DIE!!!! DIE!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!
fee fi fo fum. i smell the blood of a SG girl.
i'll grind her bones to make my broth.
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