my eyelids feel heavy today, much like the news you dropped on me through my e-mail. Next time someone dies can you remember my request that I would prefer to hear it the old-fashioned way- Some things don't ask for technology and for some silly reason I believe that Death notices certainely are one of them.
Reason for writing:
My mom freakin' e-mailed me to tell me that one of my friends died.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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