random

one of my old friends, i met up with him again. he told me how he was tired of living and he couldn't take much more of living in the world of hate. ( which i couldn't understand because he's basically the cause of all anger and hatred in his life) we went to the beach and it was a hail storm! ( jesus christ it was so scary) the thunder was so loud and the lightning hit the water and it looked as if it were sparking. so my stupid ass friend went into the water and tried to get hit ( what a dumb fuck) so i go in trying to save him; as usual. man we almost got hit like 5 times and i would have let it hit me if he weren't there ( he'd do the same) so eventually i yelled at him and stuff and i guess he's feeling better now ( so he says) but honestly i can still see the pain and fear in his eyes. i know he doesn't want to die he just wants to go to a place,where nobody knows him ( thats how he explained it to me) and all i could say to that is " hey kid, the feelings mutual" and thats basically it but im freaking tired of saving lives when i cant even save my own >.<"