First entry on here, but pleasantries aren't my thing. Let's cut straight to the chase. Death, life, love.
Death:
A friend of my best friend just killed himself. I have never met him personally, but my best friend came over to my house sobbing. He was soaked to his core from the rain, sweat and tears. He cried and I held him with his shaggy gold hair and too-small sweatshirt, but it wasn't enough. It will be okay, but it won't. It will be okay because we are all still…
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