Pain that's Really Hard to Describe.posted Aug 27th 2008, 3:44PM
Mood: Bitter
Music: silence.
Recently, a very good friend of mine posted a journal. In a part of it, it said, "R.I.P." This friend of mine, of course as to the fact that many of my friends usually are very unserious (And also the fact that my name's WhySoSerious), I assumed that my friend was joking about something. And I asked her what she meant. (In a joking way). She replied bluntly, "a friend of mine just commited suicide." I couldn't believe it. I sat staring at my computer and listening to the buzzing sound of my CPU for what must've been about ten minutes. I didn't know who the person was, and was relieved to find out I didn't know them. But to feel what that must've felt like, you ask yourself, "Why? Why'd she do it?" There're probably 666 questions I'd be able to muster up, but I won't waste time guessing. All the symapthy I could come up with was a sorry and concern for my friend. I don't feel any sadness, just fear. Fear that one of my friends would come up with the reasoning that they don't want to be on this Earth anymore. I felt simularly to when I heard about the late Heath Ledger. Bernie Mac. Isaac Hayes. Although these three people did not commit suicide, but were felled by other godly forces, I felt the same. The feeling of hardly sadness, no tears shed, yet if one of my relitives or close friends came down with Cancer or H.I.V., which doesn't warrant their deathes just yet, I'd be balling on the floor.
Currently, I am very close to two people that have tried to commit suicide in the past. They are two wonderful people. They're both smart, dedicated workers that are both going to college in the second school semester of this year. One of them is majoring in fashion design, the other in animal welfare. (Means they're gonna be a Vetrenarian.) Imagine what this world would be missing - what their close friends like me - would be missing if they were gone.
The only reason I'm writing this is just so when people die, (every day), think about them. And not just them, but those that were close to them. It's a lot easier to live when all your friends are living too. Charish that until it's too late.
And Vikki, I'm sorry. I hope you're doing well. I'd give you a hug, but...
A year ago, these, uh... cops and lawyers wouldn't DARE cross any of you. I mean, WHAT HAPPENED?! This world needs a better class of criminal. And I'm gonna give it to them. I'll show ya.
See... I, uh, favorite all of them to PROMOTE them, so I reccomend to watch the owners of all the pics. Or favorite all the pics. My scanner isn't exactly working right now, and probably won't for a while, so it's fine if you de-wath me. But I'm still watching you in return. And I'm not exactly... uh, interested in the Joker, well, you could say I AM the Joker... But Yeah, thanks.
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