The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye The story of love is hello and goodbye Until we meet again
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I just had 19 shots of whiskey, I think thats a record.
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'Tis a sharp medicine, but it will cure all that ails you. -- last words before his beheadding
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...the fog is rising.
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I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps 'Oh look at that!' Then - whoosh, I'm gone... and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me - ever.
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I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then - whoosh, I'm gone... and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me - ever.
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Life's hard, it's harder if you're stupid
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Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.
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It is better to burn out than fade away.
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Shoot Walter! Shoot like it was the devil.
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i am everyone what if i were everyone in the world. every murder would also be a suicide. i'd be the person that shot myself, and the person that sued me for shooting me. id be the jury that sentenced myself to death. id be the judge that delivered the sentence. i'd be the preacher that gave me my last words and the chef that cooked me my last meal. i'd be the guard that escorted me to the little room. i would be the one to inject myself with lethal poisons. i would watch myself die, never feeling my own pain. i would be the preacher that preached at my funeral and the guests that attended it. i would be the pallbearers that carried my own coffin. i would be the person that dug my own grave and the one that set my coffin into the ground. and i would be the little girl that set flowers on the grave. setting flowers on my own grave
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Remember youth as you pass by,
As you was once, so once was I,
As I am now, you soon will be,
Prepare to die and follow me
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18 straight whiskies - I think that's a record.
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We are born crying, live complaining, and die disappointed.
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Music will be here now.
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Rock n' Roll will be gone by June.
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Stranger, approach this spot with gravity: John Brown is filling his last cavity.
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He had a baseball bat and I was tied to a chair, pissing him off was the smart thing to do...
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I'd rather be fishing.
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Never say goodbye, say farewell.
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When I die bury me deep with a sixpack of beer between my feet, a 5th of liquor and a bottle of rum.
I'll raise hell to kingdom come.
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I'm looking for loopholes
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People will always follow a good example; be the one to set a good example, then it won't be long before the others follow. How lovely to think that no one need wait a moment, we can start now, start slowly changing the world! How lovely that everyone, great and small, can make their contribution toward introducing justice straightaway. And you can always, always give something, even if it is only kindness!
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God will pardon me. It is his trade.
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Here lies Charles Cuevas. He once said 'Gimme hockey, or gimme death.' He didn't quite get hockey.
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Cast a cold eye On life, on death. Horseman, pass by!
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Good Friends, for Jesus sake forebear To dig the dust enclosed here Blest be the man who spares these stones And cursed be the man who moves my bones
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Oh crap, I've wasted my life
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Here lies Lester Moore, Four shots from a .44, No Les, no more.
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Drink to me.
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