I get so mad at myself when I think about that day and how I maybe could’ve said something to stop you. If only you would’ve just gone to work. You woulda got off at 8 and met me and McDonald’s like so many other times. You’d still be here. I’d still have my best friend. It’s not fucking fair. You were too young to go. You had your whole fucking life ahead of you. You had everything going for you. And just like that, taken from you.

I can’t even count the nights I’ve laid in bed bawling my eyes out because of this anymore. It still hurts so much and I still get so mad about it. I wanna scream and cry and freak out still. Why you? It’s just not fucking fair.

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