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> I had this friend Heather. Kindest person you'd ever meet. She never had a > mean feeling toward anyone. She even kept me in line. I could always count on > her from keeping my crazy ass from going to far. Kind of gal you could never > hurt her feelings, and I always felt she'd be there to save me. She got married > a while back, and her stepsons at the time were true terrors. She turned them > around, got their grades up, got them out of trouble. > > So I hadn't seen her for a while. I went out tonight and ran into some mutual > friends. They told be about a month ago she was up in the mountains, and she > was doing some rather vigorous work. Anyway that and the altitude and thin air > overcame her and she collapsed. No one could revive her. We never thought > she'd pass from a weak heart. > > So I'm pissed, and had a moment of clarity. Here's this Bucky fag who kills > cops, goes on the run and still get's taken in alive. You'd think any cop would > ventilate the fucker, but no they gotta be PC. The universe doesn't seem to > give a shit, infact they seem entertained by the antics of the criminals. The > good ones really do go first. > > I'm seriously thinking fuck it, I'll really get away with a rampage right now. > The odds are better with the bad guys. >
That sounds really harsh - she didn't deserve to die.
You're angry now, and haven't really got a target - my advice is to kick or punch the shit out of something. Inanimate if possible.
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