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So a kid in my grade passed away yesterday morning.

Started by The spy who loves you, July 02, 2011, 10:35:16 AM

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Drug overdose on alcohol and pills.

I knew him too, and at one point was friends with him. Even though we never managed to get that close I'm actually pretty hurt about his death, I haven't cried but I've been thinking about it a lot since I heard last afternoon. Poor fucking kid, he wasn't the most well liked kid person yet people are reacting very dramatically towards his death. I guess it hurts because I saw so much of myself in him, he wasn't a bad person, I always felt that he was so misunderstood. Why is it that people only show respect to someone once they pass? people want to pay their respects but this being the second death of a student this school year it made me realize something.

:I need to appreciate and show respect to people more often, like all the time often. Luckily with this kid me and him were always cordial, but who knows when people are going to go, honestly kids can be so cruel, why do we have to wait till someone's gone to tell them we love them?


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Socks

When you were young, and your heart was an open book, you used say live and let die. You know you did! You know you did! You know you did! But once this seldom changing wold, makes you give it a cry, to live and let die.

The spy who loves you

Quote from: Socks on July 02, 2011, 12:19:58 PM
When you were young, and your heart was an open book, you used say live and let die. You know you did! You know you did! You know you did! But once this seldom changing wold, makes you give it a cry, to live and let die.
Names is for tombstones baby, waste em baddood;

Selkie

Quote from: Socks on July 02, 2011, 12:19:58 PM
When you were young, and your heart was an open book, you used say live and let dielive. You know you did! You know you did! You know you did! But once this seldom changing wold, makes you give it a cry, to live and let die.

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