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Wednesday, February 04, 2009

 [it was the day my friend committed suicide.  i...was..devastated.  i had no idea.  i mean..the day before, we were laughing together.  we were inseparable.  a huge part of me died.  and i couldn't... didn't want to... move.  and it was that day... lights turned off and hunched in the corner of my room, hoping for death to beckon me to my friend's side...i stopped feeling. ]

silence.

more silence.

[i was just crouched there.  and... N walked in...  i didn't care.  in fact i didn't notice.  but then...  he sat down next to me, slung an arm across my shoulders, and wept.  he... didn't even know anything... he...just knew something was up... and he taught me how to mourn... he showed me how to feel again.  and we wept...together...]

silence.

[N...i would have died back then without you.  i know this for a fact.  and this is how i know too for a fact- that i'd die for you.  any day.  i will walk through hell with you and back.]










a friend that'll die for you.  or perhaps more importantly- a friend that you would die for.  do you have these?  and do i?





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