Damn. Now I'm depressed. My kids are my life, and I shudder to think what that did to you. So sorry to hear that, ArtiX.With running the risk of derailing the thread i'll quickly answer this:
I lost most of my friends after my twins died (in 2008),
and when 2 years and 4 years 8respectively) after that both my parents suffered from cancer and Parkinson's/PSP respectively,
i stopped caring about even trying to make new ones.
Besides, you'd wonder how quickly these friends vanish when you're going through hell.
Even the ones who tried to hang on for a while, and they get my respect for that (i mean that)
(my paranoia remark was a joke, just so no one thinks i actually meant that)
Kurt Cobain, a true genius with a temper.
Talent always comes with a very high price,
trust me i know what it means, if there's anything i have plenty of, it's talent.
And i can relate why he made his choice.
Me, i still want to kick a few behinds before i go,
and i don't think i would ever make that choice,
as life's a lightray passing through a wormhole,
you blink once and half your life's is behind you,
making you wonder were you left it.
No need to fasten it up even more.
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