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danthemedicman:

persistentlyhappy:

“I loved him,” he said. “He was my big brother and he could do anything. Once, he even ate 27 Kit Kats all in one go. I miss how he used to carry me on his shoulders and I miss waking up with him next to me in my bed. But most of all, I just miss him.”
RIP

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danthemedicman:

persistentlyhappy:

“I loved him,” he said. “He was my big brother and he could do anything. Once, he even ate 27 Kit Kats all in one go. I miss how he used to carry me on his shoulders and I miss waking up with him next to me in my bed. But most of all, I just miss him.”

RIP

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