;-; I nearly lost my friend to suiside ;-; he sent me his suiside note last light at 11pm. He said he was gonna kill himself and that I would not see him ever again. He said he would miss me the most and he wished he could hug me. He said he wanted me to be his last good bye. When I knew everyone was sleeping I ran to his house and nocked on his window he was standing there cutting his wrists he saw me and opened his window and I crawled in I took the blade of him.... He kissed me.... It means nothing to both of us. He told me not to get an ambulance he told me to stay. I put the blade in my pocket and we both ran in to the bath room ... He had cut down... He told me to stitch it up and that there was a needle and thread in the draw ... So I did... There was about 57 stitches. I could not do much about the other cuts. He did not want me to leave but I had to I searched his house for all of his blades and I found 34 of them. I took them and put them In the bin at my house. He's ok now. But he has to wear long sleeves at all times. ;-; I'm sorry Mario that you hate your self ;-;
