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You're a failure, how did you planon doing it?
So my friend Cason...there are lots of unanswered questions, things that we will never know. The police don't suspect foul play, but he was found in a part of town that he would have no reason to be in (it's nice, but we don't know anyone there). There was nothing in his wallet - everything had been taken out. They hinted at a possible accidental overdose, but will only speak to the next of kin. Meanwhile, he and my other two friends were due to move out of this house tomorrow. The other two guys are on their way to Texas, while Cason had gotten a job in Santa Barbara. So I've had to go over the past couple of days and pack up Cason's stuff, storing it at my house until his family will come and get it. Packing it up was just brutal. He'd been acting odd, been depressed, but one of his brothers had died in December. We tried to get him to talk about it, but he never would. That and a lot of other stuff just doesn't add up. And I guess it never will. I've been depressed before, rather severely, so I can understand what it's like. But he never even hinted at suicide. Just sucks, really bad.
It's funny how we do things like keep numbers in our phone. I've done the same thing with my good friend who died a couple months ago. I'm still his Facebook friend, too. I feel like I should delete both, and the thought has crossed my mind a couple of times, but I can't bring myself to do it.
It was a weird slap in the face recently when Facebook kept reminding me it was his birthday.
a new report of mine was issued a mobile phone that used to belong to a guy in my office who passed away. it was pretty creepy the first time I got a call from him.
I haven't had any close friends, a family member, a kid who was in high school with me, some other aquantances.
the most horrific story - a female friend of a good friend of mine killed herself. she was on the same base as he was in the army, and their apartment were across from each other. she took his gun in the night, opened the doors to their apartments, sat on the floor across from the doors and shot herself with his gun. he woke up and as soon as he rolled out of bed he saw her.