A kid with insomnia, just trying to make it.
Age 30, Male
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Australia
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Posted by InvasiveInsomniac - November 24th, 2011
Today, I come home from my Grandfathers funeral. Being completely distraught about his death, I open the door to my house after a long walk home, to find my only goldfish died.
The goldfish my girlfriend bought me for Christmas.
His name was Play-Doh.
And now I'm crying all over again.
I'm sorry about your Grandfather, and Play-doh...
:(
Thank you :(
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhbfhahashhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhh
also sorry about your grandpa but your goldfish was just some poorly named fish BRO
Hey! It was an amazing name! BASTARD!
AxisTwentyOne
hope it doesn't get worse from there
InvasiveInsomniac
Me too... although it probably will.