honir
Member
- May 10, 2022
- 18
I have been a lurker for some time now. A really close friend of mine happened to have a her bucket kicked by someone she hire. I was in despair for awhile. I never really thought it would affect me so much since we were roomies and no signs of depression coming from her really showed.
She hired a hitman online and apparently, no one knew about it even me. We were supposed to go malling on the day it happened. It was quick. Not sure if it was painless.
The next few days, it got me. I am not sure if I was just sad or lonely.
I rummaged through her stuffs and saw how she got to hire her source.
I was contemplating on doing it as well. Seems she had good reasons for leaving. The world is sick and everything is running on auto-pilot with most struggling to fit. It seems that if you can not keep up, you are left for dead anyway. Goals seem unimportant and everything is focused on survival. You are judged with factors that are laid out by the many. No one understands.
Just as I was about to confirm, I backed out. I guess I am not as decided as my friend was. Such a dick move.
The person I talked to online even tried to talk me out of it. Imagine that. kicking a probable client out. So even death seems to want to reject me. So where do I fit now?
She hired a hitman online and apparently, no one knew about it even me. We were supposed to go malling on the day it happened. It was quick. Not sure if it was painless.
The next few days, it got me. I am not sure if I was just sad or lonely.
I rummaged through her stuffs and saw how she got to hire her source.
I was contemplating on doing it as well. Seems she had good reasons for leaving. The world is sick and everything is running on auto-pilot with most struggling to fit. It seems that if you can not keep up, you are left for dead anyway. Goals seem unimportant and everything is focused on survival. You are judged with factors that are laid out by the many. No one understands.
Just as I was about to confirm, I backed out. I guess I am not as decided as my friend was. Such a dick move.
The person I talked to online even tried to talk me out of it. Imagine that. kicking a probable client out. So even death seems to want to reject me. So where do I fit now?