Monday, September 19, 2011

Before I Slip Away

Friends, Romans, countrymen:

I've just shot myself. I'm sick of running. Sick of hiding. Sick of living like this, being hunted down like an animal, not even having enough time to update this damn blog. By the time you read this, I'll certainly be dead.

But worry not: You'll hear from me soon.

Regards,
Dante

2 comments:

  1. Oh God.

    I...

    I didn't really want you to do it. I

    I hope you knew that.

    I'm really sorry.

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  2. Fuck...
    I'm so sorry...
    Have fun in the afterlife.

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