>>12179410I remember my mate's girlfriend died when we were about 20. She had the beetus (yes, she was fat) and died in bed. He woke up, and she was cold. He was living out on an awesome rural property, practicing archery on roos all day between work.
He had to move, as he couldn't make the rent on a single income. Sad stuff. Worst part is, she was an attractive goth slampig and my memory of her is watching cult horror films and that one time we were smoking weed and me and her were making eyes at each other while he was too baked to notice. Didn't make a move, because I'm not a dog, but the memory remains.
Sorry for the blogpost friends.
