If your friend is planning on killing themselves and keeps saying that they’ll hate you and never talk to you again if you call someone, you fucking call someone. I don’t care if they fucking delete your number. You fucking call the police or their fucking parents and you get them help. Because I lost my fucking friend last week because he fucking killed himself and I was over 3000 miles away in a totally different country and I tried every fucking thing I could. I lost a part of me last week. I lost a huge fucking part of me last week and I’m anything but myself right now. If your friend or someone you know is planning on killing themselves, call someone immediately. Because you don’t want to end up like me with a huge hole in you and that sick feeling in your stomach where you feel lonely and like something is fucking missing. You don’t want to be crying every five minutes because you miss them.
isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other human beings?
Are you talking about prostitution, the movies, or airplane tickets?
or concert tickets