They say that the good die young.
So you gotta live when you're young
Cause time don't wait for no one,
Cause in this you get this only one
When God calls you gotta go home.
They say that the good die young.
Life is't fair.
It isn't fair that it had to be you. You've done nothing to end up like this. You weren't supposed to end up like this.
It's been too long. Now it ends up being much, much longer. That wasn't part of the deal. Worst thing is, I can't be there. I should've been there when you fell, I should be there now.
And Jan, damn your sorry ass to hell for not telling me.
Please wake up. Please get up and yell at me. Get up and tell me how I botched that last reflex save. Come back to us.
I miss you.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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