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"My father didn't bother with comforting lies, he used his fist. He was a loveless, violent drunk, and no good to anybody. He drove me from home when I was fifteen. Didn't lay eyes on this place again for many years. I was not at his death bed, Rick, I would not grant him that. And to this day, do not regret it. Some men do not earn the love of their sons. I don't see you having that problem. "
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guys, this is my friend - the one who convinced me to make this blog and i was talking to her on skype and all the sudden i get 'i can't do it anymore' and she wont answer me now and i'm worried..
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oops annd now i have to sleep bc bedtime ad im dozing off o my laptop noticee my typos ok goodnight
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"Yes, I am."
“At least you’re kicking ass, right?”
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"Your dad would kill me if I exposed you to that sickness. So no."
“Maybe I could help with that too.”
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"Still have so much to do though; can't leave it all on Maggie.. I have to make sure everyone gets their medicine.."
“Maybe you should try sleepin’ a little more. I can take watch.”
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"This is too tirin' for an old man like me.."
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wow look at what an idiot i am
i just now remembered my password
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the followers just keep pouring in, jesus christ
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"There's some days I'm just more tired than others.."
He's been working so hard trying to help everyone that's sick that he's nearly run himself ragged with it; hand scratching the back of his neck before his elbow props on the table in front of him, head resting in his hand and the elderly man allows himself to yawn; to relax for just a moment.
It's not long before there's a soft snore from him though.
E x h a u s t i o n has taken it's toll on him.
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"We'll have to wash it off first; just to be safe. So you don't get sick from it. Daryl and Rick would kill me if I let'ya get sick." He trailed off, a small chuckle coming from him as they stepped up to he garden; he moved over to grab one of the buckets from the water pump; using the wheel and working some water through the lines and into the pail.
He moved back over to kneel by the plants; prosthetic against the ground; his hands moved through the leaves to find the strawberries; "You have to be real careful when you pick'em so they don't bruise. You can't just yank 'em." One hand grabbed the fruit carefully and the other moved to the stem that held it to the plant - pulling gently so it came off.
Then he moved to put it in the water; using his fingers to gently wash the small berry; then holding it up by the green leaves at the end; "Here; you try the first one and tell me if they're ripe enough to pick." He knew they were; but he also knew how much the girl liked to help. So he let her be the one to determine if the berries were ready to be picked.
Abby gazed upward at him, giving him one of her famous smiles that seemed to cheer almost anyone up. That was mainly what the little girl was known for around the prison. While Daryl was know for the crossbow and Rick for being a deputy, the little girl was know for her bubbly and cheery personality.
It wasn’t that she was naive about what was happening out in the world, she knew perfectly well what was going on. She also knew that in such a dark and broken world there wasn’t much happiness and joy left, so she did her best to provide as much as possible.
"Can I have a strawberry after I pick it?" She questioned, stepping up on a rock on the ground before jumping off with a giggle. "I do like strawberries."
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i am online. i just realized that i forgot to change my online/offline thing on my sidebar before i went to sleep. whoops.
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okay it's time for this person to get some z's, so g'night all 28 of you wonderful people and i'll talk to you all tomorrow.
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asskicker-grimes replied to your post: I’m already 3 followers from 30, cheezus crust..
[whispers] u deserve them [lurks away]
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I'm not gonna lie and say I'm not tired; but I can't rest. I'm tryin' to help you, and the others, from getting so bad as fast as the others. So when I say rest, you need'a listen. I'd rather her not lose either of us.
I might be sick here, but you need your rest…more than I do. You’ve been taking care of everyone. Let her kill us, old man. I can’t have her lose you too, cheezus.
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i believe you.
do it, ill sign it if you don’t believe me.
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Milton Mamet: May I see it. Your stump, I'd like to, um... ahem, see where the amputation was. How high above the bite.
Hershel Greene: I'm not showing you my leg.
Milton Mamet: It's important data.
Hershel Greene: I just met you. At least buy me a drink first.
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