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*at my deathbed*

Me:Turn away...
Friend:wat.
Me:If you could get me a drink of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
Friend:just get some lip balm.
Me:Call my aunt Marie...
Friend:your aunt is called Sally
Me:Help her gather all my things and bury me in all my favorite colors...
Friend:you only have one favorite color
Me:My sisters and my brothers still, I will not kiss youuuuu
Friend:wat I'm not gonna kiss you
Me:Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you...
Friend:awe that's deep

*singing Cancer together and sobbing*

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