There's a point where lives become so intertwined that names and words and labels lose their potency. After that point, when it's the end time(Tempus Edax Rerum, after all), there's only one word left to say. Goodbye.
Goodbye John.
Goodbye John.
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Thank you so much for your journal. Mwahmwahmwahmwaaaah. It really helped me out a lot.
And your profile pic is hilarious. But only now do I realize how scary and satanic looking Betty White's head is...*shudder*