To be, or not to be...
That is the question.
To die, to sleep.
To sleep, perchance to dream: Ay, there's the rub...
The dread of something after death puzzles the will.
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Sickled o'er with the pale cast of thought,
enterprises lose the name of action.
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:c
if you ever come back
i'd like to catch up and talk some more
i guessing you still have not many contacts on it <_> or have you added a whole load of people?
<_> there's holloween stuff?
yesh
:3
definately
thank you c:
but it is halloween
xD
what do you expect?
oo i forgot
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!