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i wouldn't mind shaking hell by SY, some double leopards, some merzbow, some early swans and that harry pussy tune where it sounds like adris hoyos is being raped to be played at my funeral, but each crazed heavy thing would have to be followed by some really upbeat happy tune by YMO. then back to the crushing misery and heaviness.
anyway, friends rule, i'm glad i have plenty. forget falling in love, your friends are the people who you've known for years and will be there regardless of who you are fucking/dating/"in love" with.
and i want to be buried with my record collection.
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