This is another thing I hate about losing my friend—the one who hasn’t spoken to me in one whole entire year now (in a few days). We’re both people who would be targeted in a worst case scenario. I sincerely would die to keep them safe, if I had to—but B’AWW that’s just TOO FUCKING BAD BUDDY, you have to MOVE ON, whatever the FUCK that means.

I literally might have to move, because I have this fear, that they’re going to die before I do and I’m going to have to hear about it. I OD’d and went on a months long downward spiral after a piece of shit mutual acquaintance told me about them having a seizure a couple months ago.