Imaginary Needles

pain that is not prepared for.

he couldn’t sing…and we made fun of him…but he loved – everything in life – so much…

he really couldn’t sing when he was drunk…but he sang with all his heart :)

I love you daddy.

Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door

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