I lost a friend today. Those five words in particular aren’t poignant by any means, I’ve lost count of those I’ve lost over the years, but this isn’t my first rodeo. I did not write this for me though. This has nothing to do with me or how I feel, because one less boy walks this earth today, and it was his choice.
She gave someone a blowjob for free Taco Bell.
Sometimes I’m just doing the best I can.
I was fifteen when I tried to take my own life.
What his father said next before he hung up the phone and left me to my grief was what sent more chills up my spine, left so many unanswered questions running laps through my brain. It lives with me now, ten days later, makes it hard to sleep at night.
As a famous civil-rights leader once said, the arc of the sexual universe is long, but it eventually bends toward dolphin suicide.
I’m afraid of what / is after life as much as / I’m afraid of now.
In the wake of Elliot Rodger, legislation is being proposed in California that would make it easier to prevent mentally ill individuals from buying guns. I think this is probably a good idea.
I was simply waiting for the right time, until someone beat me to it.
2. You Stop Feeling Bad About Borrowing Money From Your Parents.