Others have fine words, but when ever tragedy strikes I end up reciting a simple mantra over and over...
FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!, FUCK!!!!
My brain and heart freezes up and that's all that comes out.
no subject
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Ash
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These two hibernate and snore. They woke up at warp 9 and dashed out into the living room and watched with me.
May those who mourn be comforted.
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it took a bit even for tears for our family, we were just stunned.
and when things are calmer and the eulogy show Im doing tonight is over Illbe able to write something for them
but for the moment your mantra says it all.
Fuck.