Friday, January 17, 2014

I'm going to die Aningaaq. I know, we're all gonna die – we both know that – but I'm gonna die today. Funny that, you know, to know. But the thing is, is that I'm still scared. I'm really scared. Nobody will mourn for me. Noone will pray for my soul. Will you mourn for me? Will you say a prayer for me? Or is it too late?

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