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ell? My delay in replying of some pretty complicated mental aritic; I rying to sums gave me t minus number. But, inevitably, terpreted as an admission of guilt.
You fucking bastard.
I empted to point out t I er tunate incident V c t ed to get drunk in my o I kne was coming.
I outside t - I ually sick w s have one.
as erwards.
Ive seen lots of te your ood of younger people iced, and of course tend to be sick on t ake, too, nowadays, I suppose. (Do drugs make you sick?
Id t you?) And some of ton dont seem to go in for ts muc you see t migin is a sicker-upper. Or maybe of friends o drinking, and also because I o eat for more too nervous on Neo eat anyt seem to be an a of point any even tys muss food for? Its fuel, isnt it? It keeps you going. And I didnt really to be kept going. Jumping off toppers omaceful, like selling a car ank of petrol. So I arted drinking te ty, and after Id arted spinning round and round.
e for a little . Jess offered to cer ell Martin been Martin asked o explain t trut so bad, and Martin said t badly of old t hinking of killing himself.
Youre mad, said Jess. S . Youd probably get a sympathy shag.
Martin laug ts works, Jess, he said.
? Because if s , it s a terrible t t your lover is so uns to die. Its a time for self-reflection.
Yeao spend feel like holding her hand.
Youd still end up say it would be easy.
Sometimes it Jess of us, ill s knoy to kill myself, and you could tell t JJ and Martin too. But , t of t doea, and t on of your day. alking about sympatercourse and o see o climb tairs up to t s killing ourselves, but oo close to jumping. And yet Jess of all of us to going over. JJ come out of tairin dangling over t actually nerved o do it. Id never even got as far as t if Martin