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jack pennington committed suicide on saturday night.
right before he did, he called me and left me a suicide voicemail on my cell phone. a very sad, angry and hostile voicemail. at the end of it, he simply said goodbye and hung up. about 30 minutes later, his roommate walked in to their dorm room. jack had hung himself with his belt.
why did he call me. me. he didn't call his girlfriend or his roommate or his parents or his friends. he called me. a girl who casually knew him through drug exchange and school.
he was smart. really fucking smart. and funny. and through all of his weird chaotic behavior and otherwise unappealing qualities, he was a good person with a girlfriend who loved him with all of her heart and a bright future in where ever he might have gone.
hug your friends. kiss your lover. spend time with your mom. tell all of them that you love them.
right before he did, he called me and left me a suicide voicemail on my cell phone. a very sad, angry and hostile voicemail. at the end of it, he simply said goodbye and hung up. about 30 minutes later, his roommate walked in to their dorm room. jack had hung himself with his belt.
why did he call me. me. he didn't call his girlfriend or his roommate or his parents or his friends. he called me. a girl who casually knew him through drug exchange and school.
he was smart. really fucking smart. and funny. and through all of his weird chaotic behavior and otherwise unappealing qualities, he was a good person with a girlfriend who loved him with all of her heart and a bright future in where ever he might have gone.
hug your friends. kiss your lover. spend time with your mom. tell all of them that you love them.