I met one of my best friends at a funeral for a boy in junior year. the kid killed himself masturbating (he Carradined himself), we both barely knew him but were enjoying the school's "grief day" via funeral attendance.

the conversation naturally led to talk of Vampire novels and 22 years later, we still talk.

I'm goth as fuck.

I saw three guys coming out of a pub that's on the street I lived in at that time, a few years ago. They were very drunk and started acting silly with each other, like a lot of people can do on a Friday night after they've had too many. At one point two of them pushed their friend to the middle of the street while a bus was driving towards him. Dead.