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ewww i just watched L's death like, three times. in a row. D': srsly NOT good for mental health. it still gets to me.









one week before
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my father was sitting on the living room floor with some contraption at his feet.

'What is that?' i laughed, walking towards him. he looked up for a moment, confused, and then broke into a smile. i sat in a similar fashion opposite him.

'guess.'

'um, a bomb?'

'it's my handbag,' he joked.

it was a colorful thing, and yes it did look a bit like a handbag. albeit a handbag that was yellow with a blue handle and red buttons. it was either The Training Bomb for Practicing Toddler Terrorists, or ... a handbag.

as it turned out, it was neither; instead some electrical mechcanical battery device. i laughed and left my father to his playthings, walking out of the room.










i stole one last, smiling glance tough.
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