Kinda one of those days were I want to just kill my self because I feel so alone.
have no regrets
except all those facebook pages you liked back in 2009, regret those
the first person to die was probably like “dude what”
I hope when you die you get to see your stats like how many times you laughed or told a lie or kissed or how many people loved you and how many people hated you and what you meant to people