Because I felt like it
Sometimes I do the wrong things just to look back and like my life in all it's imperfectness. Atwood has nothing to do with it, she just reminded me of my grandmother, the one who lived on medication and tears and died in absolute peace unaware of cancer, too busy trying to overtake heart-attacks.
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posted by De.vile at 9:15 PM
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that's beautiful. i think all of us like to die in peace, secure with the sense that we've lived as we should. except this here has a point, too.
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