Two weeks ago, one of my best friends was killed in a car accident. I've known him since we were in elementary school, and I think I've become clinically depressed. I won't use names, but we all had nicknames for each other so I'll use them.
Oso is the one who passed away, and he was one of my three best friends that I've been with forever. We were the Four Muskateers, the four amigos, been more family to each other than any of our biological families have ever been...
Yesterday after holding it through school I came home and collapsed on the floor crying as soon as I got in the door. I've been listening to the 'Apologize remix' on repeat for two hours. The last words I said to him were "Awesome tattoo!"
Awesome ******* tattoo. What a pointless ******* statement. I have been holed up in my apartment with my roomate Q, who has completely seperated himself from the world since... yeah
I can't bring myself to talk to anyone about it face to face, and I'm stuck in my room. help
2007-12-17
18:36:54
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