April 12, 2018
I remember that as well. I had him stay at my house for a bit. My parents didn't seem to mind, and he just stayed in the guest room for a bit. He forgot his journal as well. I was kinda happy, but he no other way to vent. I gave him a sheet of paper, and he wrote a suicide note. We cuddled for a few hours. It felt like he was already dead in all honesty. We kissed a bit, and then fell asleep. My parents were so mad, but I didn't care. When he left he left the note. I never thought much of it then.