Damn Right.
I'm starting to get used to my older friends dropping like flies. I guess to make room for the new ones. It's becoming a routine thing, so I'm starting not to care. Their memories last. But they don't. I can't say I don't care about them because at one point I did. Past tense. They're gone. Moving on with my life... =)
7.01.2008
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