I was correct I am not in fact handling the level of sad well (cried over a grilled cheese today)

Like I’m not gonna say I didn’t fuck up too but at least I don’t have any r*pist friends, I guess?

Like how do I even ask that I’m a grown adult and it’s not like I haven’t tried to reach out but holy shit that person literally blew up my life bc they wanted to stay friends w a r*pist???

Terrible news for a babe on SSRIs who cannot have grapefruit but willingly gets the heartburn from the lemon one

Atleast he died by two of the things he loved the most, hatred and guns.