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RE: Flow - the state of losing yourself in an activity
My dad died when we couldn't remember his blood type. As he died, he kept insisting for us to "be positive," but it's hard without him.
My dad died when we couldn't remember his blood type. As he died, he kept insisting for us to "be positive," but it's hard without him.
Funny thing, i have the same blood type, so i guess i'm fuc*ed if i ever need blood.