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Sideways.

I was not at all prepared to explain death today, or where you go after you die.

I had to say, I don't know. I don't know where you go after you die. He kept on me, where did she go? I told him not to worry about it.

He said, we can't find her.
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"Mom, there are some kind of cool Christmas ornaments. They look like rats."
"Take them then."
"Wait, there's a piece of paper... Love idols... Nooooo thank you!"
"Haha!"
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My grandma, the one that called me Care(s), always said we were a family of witches. She said it was the eyes that gave us away.

08.16.13 || 5:09 pm

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