Two people posted on his Facebook at around eleven. Why does that make me so angry? Now it won’t be long before all of [insert town name] knows. I mean, I guess everyone needs to cope somehow. I feel sick and I’m hungry but nothing sounds good and I’ve gotten maybe seven hours of sleep in the last two days and I’m exhausted but my eyes won’t even get slightly heavy.

And I really want to talk to someone about it but I know it will probably make them awkward and there’s nothing they can really do, so why even bother? Actually, that’s probably not true. [But what if it is?] I’ve tried like eight times to bring it up but I just feel so stupid.

All I’ve really wanted these last few days is to talk about so many things but I just can’t. My mouth won’t open or in this case my fingers won’t type. But I think part of my problem is I’d rather talk than type and since I can’t do that I won’t even bother typing.

I’m so lost.
I’m just so tired and grumpy.
I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.

I’m not but I will be.

I just want my friends to stop fucking dying.