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Punk is not ded. (Taken with instagram)

Unfortunately Mariela Pollozhani passed away yesterday, I didn’t know her very well and my interactions with her were minimal. It’s hard to accept she’s gone. I may not have known her, but I feel like a cog in the machine that is our young lives has been taken away. I think when young people die, it’s hard for us to accept it, because our youth seems timeless as its happening, and the range of possibilities and choices we can make seems so endless. But then suddenly somthing like this happens and our entire world shrinks, and our possibilites and our choices start to slowly cement themselves into our thoughts. I hope wherever she is, she is at peace, without worries, and happy. And I hope live out my life with the knowledge that we all have our mortality, and there is opposing force to life and it could take us at any time, and we should use the time we have trying to pursue the things we love, avoid causing harm to others, and whenever theres an the option to, to make people happy. Best wishes to her friends and family, and Rest in Peace.

“The truest repairman, will, repair, man.”

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I’m always angry…

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