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My friend Rachel Ann came down to the desk today sobbing while I was working. I tried to comfort her and calm her down, but when I found out why she was so upset, I knew that I couldn't calm her down. Her cousin got wasted this weekend at a Halloween party and decided to play a game of Russian Roulette. He shot himself in the head. I can't believe that happened. I don't know what else to say.
I'm not sure why this has gotten to me so much since I found out about it. All I keep repeating to myself is, "I can't fucking believe that happened." I can't believe someone would get drunk enough to do something that outrageous. This is the shit you hear about in movies. It scares the hell out of me. Maybe it's because my brother's an alcoholic and I could see him doing something like that. Maybe it's because my drunk-ass friends fought me to drive home by themselves last night. Maybe it's just fucking scary.
I'm not sure why this has gotten to me so much since I found out about it. All I keep repeating to myself is, "I can't fucking believe that happened." I can't believe someone would get drunk enough to do something that outrageous. This is the shit you hear about in movies. It scares the hell out of me. Maybe it's because my brother's an alcoholic and I could see him doing something like that. Maybe it's because my drunk-ass friends fought me to drive home by themselves last night. Maybe it's just fucking scary.