I feel like a black sheep among my friends. Yes, Sean is dead. But I had my day. I made my memorial, and now that he is dead there is nothing I can do but live. Perhaps this is an effect on having so many people die around me. How am I to know? But, in all reality I feel selfish and confused by this whole thing. All these people, still sad, still crying. It's like they didn't know him. Didn't know that Sean was the coolest guy ever. That he wouldn't want people crying. He would want people to dance and make jokes. The last thing he wants to see is us acting like idiots.
More then that, I am upset at these assholes. Complaining, depressed over nothing. Are you dead? Are you the one who got hit by a truck? No? Then shut the ******** up. Nothing is wrong with you or your life. Nothing is wrong with any of us, because we are still alive.
Jesus, myself and other people.
Get it together.
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fila brazillia
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