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litchA FOAF I didn't really know apparently chose a 12Ga eschaton.
The first person I knew to kill themselves was Jeff Plaisted. He was my neighbor accross the street in Tucson. He was a Jr when I was a freshman in highschool and he really seemed to have it going on. He was beautiful, intelligent, popular (like he would have won class president popular but the school disqualified him because he put up a bunch of "Get Waisted with Plaisted" posters), with a loving family.
I was a horrible nerd, the only social skills I had were anti, full of zits, anger, fat, and cluelessness but he was really nice to me. He invited me over to hang out, talked about comics and things I cared about and was just really one of the nicest people on the planet.
My Jr year of highschool my family moved to Texas and Jeff started college in flagstaff. My sister and her kids (my age) followed us to texas from az a few months later and as we caught up they told me Jeff had killed himself.
His family were hardcore catholic, like their oldest son became a priest catholic. And Jeff came to the conclusion he was gay and couldn't live with it.
The first person I knew to kill themselves was Jeff Plaisted. He was my neighbor accross the street in Tucson. He was a Jr when I was a freshman in highschool and he really seemed to have it going on. He was beautiful, intelligent, popular (like he would have won class president popular but the school disqualified him because he put up a bunch of "Get Waisted with Plaisted" posters), with a loving family.
I was a horrible nerd, the only social skills I had were anti, full of zits, anger, fat, and cluelessness but he was really nice to me. He invited me over to hang out, talked about comics and things I cared about and was just really one of the nicest people on the planet.
My Jr year of highschool my family moved to Texas and Jeff started college in flagstaff. My sister and her kids (my age) followed us to texas from az a few months later and as we caught up they told me Jeff had killed himself.
His family were hardcore catholic, like their oldest son became a priest catholic. And Jeff came to the conclusion he was gay and couldn't live with it.
