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11.06.2005
There was a point somewhere in my life where the phrase, "I'm thinking about taking my own life," took on another meaning beyond the self-centered one that I had previously known. For although I never heard the words out loud (personally or otherwise), they had always held a certain kind of charm for me. That is of course, until April 4th, 2005. My friend, really one of the only friends I had had in high school, was found dead in a bathroom . . . with a gun. And I couldn't go to his funeral, because I was out of town at the time. So I wasn't ever officially able to say goodbye. . . . Except online. I wish I could see your face once more. That's all I want. I swear. I'm sorry I couldn't have helped.
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