My son killed himself. I am not better off without him. I am empty. Please stay. I don't know you, or have walked in your shoes, or understand the pains in your life. But please stay.
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I cannot explain It. I've never once wanted a traffic cone. Never once considered taking one. Don't even have room for one in my apartment. But god damn the number of sunday mornings I've had to go put one back out randomly on a side walk.