Thread:Glitch Wolf/@comment-397235-20140704212235/@comment-397235-20140708014524

It can be. It really can. I've been lucky: I've lost both my grandparents and my mom went very, very crazy two years ago, but I've never lost any of my friends. My friends have been the one thing that helps me along, and I can't imagine what it's like to lose one.

I take that back. Two guys from my graduating class have died. One guy, who I was in the Political Club with, got run over by a car one night on the highway, and about six months ago another guy we all knew fell off a mountain. I remember both of them, I remember talking to them, I remember seeing them on a daily basis, and it seems so...wrong to realize they aren't still out there somewhere going about life like me. I know the guy who got run over was a Christian, so I'll eventually see him again, but...eighteen is too young an age to die, you know? So is fifteen.

All we have is the people we're with right now, right here. We can't really know when it'll all come to an end. You're probably going into high school soon? You want some advice from someone who's done that not too long ago? Don't hold any grudges. Life's too short for that. It took me eleven years to figure that out, but there it is. It's not worth wasting time being angry or hurt by other people. In the three years since I've graduated, not one bit of that crap has mattered. I wish I'd figured that out sooner; I think it could've been a lot more fun, and I could've been a lot more useful to the people around me and the Person who put me there. Don't make that mistake.

Well, I kind of monologued there for a bit. Sorry...