Sick to my stomach.
I just found out that a friend of mine, who I thought had died an accidental death, was actually a victim of a murder/suicide.
I'm beyond angry; I can't describe how I feel because I don't think a word exists that could possibly begin to express the emotions I have inside me.
I want to cry.
I want to scream.
I feel numb.
I want to run as far away from here as I can, yet I have no idea in which direction to flee.
I want to kill someone who is already dead.
How dare you take my friend with you down your dysfuntional pit of self-destructive despair.