Life through the eyes of a lonely, sad englishman with a few pearls of proper philosophy hidden in the muck.
Thursday, 27 January 2011
death
i was at a funeral today, my great aunt maureen died. it was a nice service, but i barely knew her to be honest. i was planning to talk about my thoughts on death (cheerful subject) but it's late and i'm tired. so good night
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