30 minutes to live......

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Hey everyone, this is a mass text. I just discovered I have only 30 minutes to live, and, you all know me, I hate dealing with emotional stuff so I am not calling any of you. I can not stand when people cry, particularly because of me. lol. So, if you have recieved this message I want you to know that I genuinely care about you, I might even love you, not like in-love but I love you. Please after reading this do not call me, I can not have the last thing I hear be a voice interlaced with tears. Now, I know over the years I have been difficult, mean, rude, pissy, and a host of other negative things but you guys have made my life truly worth living. If I told you guys I teared up a little who would laugh. Lol. I can hear Jason telling me to grow a pair...I love you man. Don't take it hard if you are not shouted out in this text, its not intentional, its a mass text. lol. So, lastly, I love you guys, and you have made the last 21 years ******* epic. Please do not change who you are, and if there is an afterlife I promise to check-in every now and again. Oh, and Mandy - Love You, babe. *text kiss*Clayrons Text

Then turn my phone off, and watch T.V.

Reading thru the comments, this thread is so uber sad. =[ *tries to find empathy on/off button*BiancaDK

Anyway, I think the poem said that death is something to enjoy...

Edit: Found it!

[QUOTE="BiancaDK"]Reading thru the comments, this thread is so uber sad. =[ *tries to find empathy on/off button*DigitalExile

Anyway, I think the poem said that death is something to enjoy...

Edit: Found it!

[QUOTE="DigitalExile"]

[QUOTE="BiancaDK"]Reading thru the comments, this thread is so uber sad. =[ *tries to find empathy on/off button*BiancaDK

Anyway, I think the poem said that death is something to enjoy...

Edit: Found it!

T͍̞̰̥̫͖̺ͭͣ͊o̸̧̖͉̺̯̤͂̒ͬ̚ ̩̹̮̯͑͗ī̞͍̺̰̘͍̪͔͆͛ͭ̎ͧņ̤̝̭̯̬̇͂ͭ̇͡v̷͍͍̯͙̦̦͕ͣ͑̍̏̄̂̂̚ ̤o͖̤͑̄̓ͩ̌ͤ͌ͦk͈̩̱͍͂̋͗ͤ̈́̀̕e̴̖̫̪̭͔͈̱̣͇ͮ̀͌̀͘ ̧̦͓͎̠̮̟̜̗ͤ͂͡t̴͈͙̫̯̠͉̬́̑̀͜ͅͅḩ͍̩̫͖̖̭ͫ̈͗͐ͪ̄̽̽͛ě̓̓͆͌ ̸̨̛̦͔̖̳̖̳̙̬̫ͭͮ̊ͭ ̨̢̣̠̹̥͚̠̋̔͋̽h̵͓̤͍̆ͪ̄̚ī̵̮̭̤͎̲̮͍͚ͮͣ͂̅̈͞v̨̩̬̲̇ͬ̋͆̄ͩ͑ ̟̲̻e̳̥͚̘͈̝̔̍ͦ͗̊ͦ͢͝-͚̰̩͉̫̈́̓ͦ̚͜͠m̛̖͚͉̹͙̋͜i̷̖̦̟̻͈̺͛ͦ͊ͣͨ̅n̼̣̪̤̰̦͙̺̋͌͑̔͂dͧ ̫ ̵̯̳ͮ͒ͮ̾̚r̮̳̗̜̻͐ͦ͝ē̡̧̘̪̩̮͈͈̲͗͒ͧ̆p̡̜̹͓̺̮͓ͤ̎͠r̎̆͗͒̓̏ ̯̠͎͓̇̆́͠e̢̬̺̗̳̯̱̤̾͂s̲͚͙̫͛͗͋ͩ̽ͮ̓ͦè̥̳̲̝̠͓̟̲̹n̆͗̉̐͗̾ ͍̮̻̝̺͙̜̲͛͜͢tͤ͂ͨ͒ͨ̊̏̽ͫ͢҉̗̤̜̻̹̘i̼̻̭͇͔̪̦ͪn̮̗̹̱̞ͤ͆ͯ͋̉͘ ͖g̝̦͓̳͚ͨ͟ ̛͖̜̄͌́̊͜c̢̰̰͉̥͈͎͍̝̒͐ͬ́̍̕͜ḩ̶͂̈̆ͩ҉̮͓̬̪̭a̡̓ͭ́̄̃͊͐̚̚͠ ̴̬̲̝͍o̡͌̎ͦ̅̾̐ͪ҉̬̤̣s̡͕̘̣̙͇̯̻̖̬͑͘.̥̺́͒̿̆ͥ͂̅͆̀͟ ̸̟͚͓̰͉̲̹̭̝̒ͦ̇͑̑́̌͐̕͢I̠̱͚̣̣͓ͦ̏́ͣͦ͑͆̔͐͝n̴̺͇̖̯̖̮̙ͮͧ̀͘ ͅv̬̭͕̾͂͌̐͠o̦̫̘̣̩̻͎̖ͩ̇̓̃̉́̀k̟̄ͪ͒̂̉̓ͯ͒̋͠͡i͓͙ͯͥ̃̃ͥ̒̈́͠ ̥̞͓͈͔̱ņ̞̫͎̩̎̋ͭ̂͠g̲̭̬͙͔͎̻̭͗ͨͣ͒͐̽͐̓ ̵ͮ̈̆ͨ͌ͭͭ̃͡͏̠͇̬̺͕̼̠ť̖̥͖̝͉͍̖̇̇̔̋ͬͦ̃̕ḩ͚̥̟̠̩̳́͐͝eͭ͒͑ ̨̰ͅ ̶̵̱̏̈f̰͚͙͙͌͊͛ẽ̈́̐ͯ҉̲͚́ē̪̭͓̟̭̦͔͑͟ͅl̤̻̥̉́͆̍̆͌ͪ̚̚͝i̇ ̢̛̞̱̈́̓̈͊́͗̓͜ͅń̵̳̺͔̹̪̇̔̿͂g̶̡̜̦̼̰͐ ̛̬̤̥̻͉̮̐ͥ́o̷̬͉̥̦̼̜̱͛̕f̼͖̻̦̫̾͋͘ ̶̵̫͇͖̲̌̀͆ͯ̍͛ͧ̕c̷̴͍͚̰̍͊̆̾̉ͪ̽ͫḧ̋̊̃̀̆̓̚͏̜͉̜̦͖̣aͥ̏̾ͬ́ ̢̲̟̫͔̤̜̔̾̒͘o̸̯͎̟ͨ̊͊̂́͟͡sͫͤ̃͊̏̚͢͏̥͓͔̪̦̯̖̜̕.̡̋̓͂ ̦̯̭ ̷͑̏ͬͪ҉̫͔̖̹͖̻̝W̟͐i͙̰͎̱̳̞̖͛ͤͬ̽̚͞t̪̹̫̫̲̠͓͓̖̃ͫͨͤ̀ͧ͌̊ͩh ̟̜͍͎̬̖͖͋ͩ̔̍ͯͦ̓ͯͣ͘͘ ̴̠͔͙̣̲̱̲̮̎ͨ͒́ͫ̓͢o̶ͪ͌̃̇̍ͩ̏̉҉̯̞ư͎̙̟͐̅̉͆ͫ̚t̷̷͇͚̲͋̀͌ͅ ̥̻̗̠ ͎͓̳̹̱̏̎o̴̝͉̝̹͎̰͍ͮ͌ͤr͈̤͇͚͚̣͚̳̭ͬ̔d̸̶̩͓͇͉̥̘̼͚͓̑ͭēͣ̓̾ ̣͇̠̥̅ͩ̂̕͡ͅr̬͖͙̳̲̓ͥ̾̀͘.̨͍̯͚̰ͦ̑͐̕ ̨̯͖̳̰̖̱ͫ͟T͚̳ͥͥ̽͑ͬ̀ȟ̋̌̌̑͏̬̦͕ḛ̶̲͉̗̰̟̂͊ͤͯͨͮ̎̓̕͜ ̬ ̰̏̈ͪ̈̅͗͊̀N̠͖̄ͤ̅͋̏͂͒͌e̫̤̜͍͍͙͕͖͖̔̋̍̌ͧ̍͝z̢̰͔̱̝̽͌͌̌̽̔͞ ̼p̧͈̤̤̪͈̺̘̝̍̌ͬ̎̆̿ͩ̓͠e̍̾̇̎͋̃̆͏̜̙̥͠r̥̩̩̝̰͇̰̟̒͘dͤ̑͑͒̌ ͍͖̅̏͑ͥi̵̷̤̬͓̬͚͋ͬ̀͠ã̠̣̇́̂̄n̙̺͗͋̕ ͈̰͒ͬh̴̨̪̱͚͓̺̘̑̐ͪ͐ͣ͟i̩͉͕̪̱͈̭̰ͪ̒̓͒ͫ̔̆͝v̲͉͎̼̗̮̮̭ͬ̓̐͐e ̶͎̫̖͐̇͛ͬ-͖̣͚̭̻̞̠͛ͥ̕͢m̱ͫ̒̍͡i͚̹̜ͨ́ͩ͘͝n̢̛̼ͧ̄̋̀̑͂d̜͚͕̭̐ͨ͆ͨ̌͂̓͒ͯ ̭͇ ̵̰̼̘̘̩̜̙͒͑ͦ̒̐ͫ̊ͨ͢o̧̙͓͓͓͓̗̘ͦ̓̔ͫ̋̾̿ͅf̸̨̯̰͇̹͖̭ͭͤ̓̒͑̎̈́ ̑̇͆̽̂͊̚͢҉̲̼̳͍̜c̥̙̭̖̗̝̻͂̑͒ͥ̈́h̯̞͍̯̳̯̼̀̀͘ǎ̱̰̭̺͈̑ͪ̾̿o ͕̲́̚s͓̬̯̮̼ͣ̏̿̉ͯ̀̚.̫̗̼̫̥̔̑̀͢ ̐ͨ͐́ͬ͐͏҉̸̲Z̺͆ͥ̿͊a͒͏̳̰͖̤̼͠l͈̠̳̞͚̃̓ͩ̌͞g͚̤̦̳̳ͧ̃̊̃̌̐̔̂ ̞̪̯͍o͍͖͕̰͎̮͇͉ͥͪ͛ͬ̿ͤ̍̃́.̛̥̹͔̋̌ ͬ͋͊ͯ̄͜͏̮̗̟̱̝̗͈̖ ̣̟ͤͥĤ̱̩̝̪ͯͯ̐̃͑̉͒ͭe̫̱̪̝͚̖ͦ̿̐̀̀ ̝̘͔̰̤̏̏͌̈́͗̚w͕̥̯̮̤͉ͥͨ̀́͝h̶̠͇͇͔̽̏͐̆o̥̰͓̻̫ͯ̈́̆ͪ͊͒

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