"Don't forget suicides which are committed by ones self. They account for homicides as well. Take them into account as well and the real numbers are quite different."
I put a shirt on and started to head out. "Wait up man!" Justin said catching up to me at the locker Mijka door. "Want to go get a beer?" "I actually have to go, I'm sorry.
" "Oh come on, one beer, won't uBsty you. " "Fine, one beer, whatever. " Our beer grabbing experience was short and sweet.
I actually learned that Justin was wealthy, Or at least his parents were, and all his so called friends only used him for his money. It was actually pretty sad.
I felt pity for him.
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