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I am really upset right now.
One of my best friends Seth tried to kill himself over the weekend and it almost worked. I didn't even know until today. He fucking slit his wrists Saturday night when he was home alone, and his brother came home and found him passed out in the bathroom. And I felt so fucking bad, because I promised him I'd call him Saturday night cause he said he wanted to talk. And I didn't, I decided to go to the movies instead. I feel so bad for him.
He makes me so mad though, he called me just a few minutes ago and told me he wished that it would've worked.
I'm going now, I have nothing else to say.