Bawling through life, a tragedy

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What is death? I never asked myself this until the death of my grandmother, Patrica Goblinson. She was struck full force by a city bus in Ontario last June. I hadn't even lost my virginity yet, what a bummer. To have my grandma die and having no dick in sight to get me through the pain, it was absolutely dreadful on my mortal soul. "If you touch that fucking bag im gonna smack the piss outcha" this was the last thing my grandma had said to me, as a stood over her casket this was the only thing running through my head until i wondered what if it were i in her place instead.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 15, 2022 ⏰

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