BLGXJ
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February 14th 2010 9am, I woke up still a little drunk from the night before to a phone call from a friend telling me another friend had killed himself. I thought it was a joke and cussed him out, because 2 other friends and I had just dropped him off around 1:30am at his house and left him laughing, cutting up, and he and I had made plans to go ride the next time I was in town. Some time early that morning one of his parents were driving him to town to get the car we wouldn't let him drive home, and he pulled out a gun and swallowed a bullet in the back of their car. Looking back on it, he was in a bad place: his gf had recently left him after running up some debt, he had recently lost his job, and he and his parents were constantly getting into it over drinking (they were against it). I wish he had said something, anything to one of us in the car that night. It left all of us with a lot of what if's.