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Don't help that I feel like I just watched Ryan Newman die in a horrific NASCAR crash. That only fucked me up worse. I'm not even that in to NASCAR but it's...so fucking sad. It sounds stupid to say it but I don't want anyone to die. I'm tired of people having to die, and I get tore up lately when I think about people dying. I get really sad when I think about how I wish I could go back and stop people from dying. Like Jeremy Ward. Or that little girl in South Carolina. Or the woman in my state who somehow died in a dumpster and got carried off to the landfill.
...I wonder why we like listening to sad songs when we feel bad? Is it the same reason you smother yourself in blankets when you have a fever?
Edit: Oh thank God. He's not dead. Jesus Christ. He's not in good shape but he's not dead.
otaku_emmy
about 4 years agoDon't help that I feel like I just watched Ryan Newman die in a horrific NASCAR crash. That only fucked me up worse. I'm not even that in to NASCAR but it's...so fucking sad. It sounds stupid to say it but I don't want anyone to die. I'm tired of people having to die, and I get tore up lately when I think about people dying. I get really sad when I think about how I wish I could go back and stop people from dying. Like Jeremy Ward. Or that little girl in South Carolina. Or the woman in my state who somehow died in a dumpster and got carried off to the landfill.
...I wonder why we like listening to sad songs when we feel bad? Is it the same reason you smother yourself in blankets when you have a fever?
Edit: Oh thank God. He's not dead. Jesus Christ. He's not in good shape but he's not dead.