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[drinkuntilidie]

[Anyone listening to their journal right now gets to hear the delightful sound of Kevas retching into a bucket. He's tried to keep his suffering silent for as long as he can, but with all the vomiting, shaking, and his head feeling like it's splitting open, Kevas just doesn't care any more.]

I want someone to do me a favor.

[Kevas sounds tired and absolutely miserable right now.]

Find a gun, come to my room, put it against my head, and pull the trigger. I'd apprecia-[Hang on, he's emptying out his stomach again.]

Appreciate it.

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Oh I know. Already done it twice. Pretty sure it's better than this though.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

:33 < no

:33 < how could anything pawsibly be worse than dying?

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

It'd be quicker.

[He sighs.]

Listen girliemon it's not gonna happen. Already made a few promises that I wouldn't get myself killed. I'm just bitching.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

:33 < purrhaps you should eat some pie

:33 < or play with computers! that always ch33rs sollux up!

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[The thought of pie nearly makes him vomit.]

Food is the last thing I want to think about right now, and I don't even know what computers are.

[Although Sollux and happy don't mix in his mind.]

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

:33 < pie isn't food

:33 < it's slime

:33 < aren't there husktops in your universe?

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

{Congratulations there Nepeta, you made him vomit again.]

N-no...no there aren't.

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[purrtndyfuntms.livejournal.com]

:33 < ://