another day of the summer, another person i know has died (no, not steve irwin)

It seems weird for me to be as cut up about this as i am, it's not like he was a super close friend. But i don't know, people are dropping off like flies here and it's so bizarre to think that they don't exist any more. This one was only 19, it doesn't feel like i'd known him for 10 years.

I half feel like i should be wracked with sorrow, and half like i don't really care. Maybe it's just the shock of imagined death, rather than who has died. Perhaps I have no soul.

Anyway, sorry for this depressing blog, it's 2.30am, i cannot be held responsible for my actions.

Night all x