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Dead poet's society 2015-09-19 - 11:39 p.m. 
I can count the number of real friendships I still have on one machinist's hand. Don't you fucking dare say goodbye with some vague nonsense. R, you suck as a friend. Depression or no, you don't bother to reach out unless it's convenient for you, or when there's some inconsequential bullshit you want to complain about. Even so, I still love you. So you better mean it. And if you mean it, be clear about your intentions. Because if I have to book a goddamned flight to Canada because you're implying a suicide attempt, I will do it. I will then smack the shit out of you because what the fuck. I don't need more dead friends. |
