Ok so pretty much the day after i made up with my friend i found out that a great person who I had grown up knowing had died the previous night.

REALLY FATES?! I just recovered from me doing something idiotic and jeopardizing one of the greatest friendships i had ever had, only to find that a guy who had never, not once been mad at me for ANYTHING I'd ever done had died.

Why?

You know what? Fuck life. I need a break from this.

I will come on Wattpad to read, nothing more, for a while to give me time to deal with this.