This last Friday, someone I knew was killed in a car crash. He was only in his early 20s, he had a family who loved him, and friends who cared about him so much. I've been watching a close friend go through all of this.... It was his best friend that was killed. I hate it. I just hate it so much.... It should have been such a good day, such a happy week. Figures something would happen. It always does. Nothing ever goes right, and life is a dick to the people I care about the most. My friends are dying.... There's nothing I can do.