Tomorrow is my birthday. I turn seventeen at 1:27 AM, Eastern Canada time.
I'm afraid that I'm going to die in the night.
And I don't really know how to say goodbye.
Just in case.
I love you.
Edit: I lived.
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Dum spiro, spero.
1 comment:
whew.
did something happen, or was it a non-event?
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