im a student in a school not to far from STL and a lot of stress has been piling ontop of me lately, and today it reached a peak. a friend if my friend has been basically stalking me and i cant do anything about it because it never goes well when a man reports things like that, and her father is a local police officer so it would go worse, and the only grandparent i like is currently in the hospital. i was at home and the barrel of my shotgun i keep in my closet seemed to fairly tempting to be down my throat and buckshot in my head, but my alarm to make tacos went off and i figured if im gonna do this i wanna do it on a full stomach, so i put on my favorite band, nsp, and started making them, about halfway through making the tacos i just collapsed in a ball of tears thinking about everything and what i was about to do. after like 5 minutes i stopped, moved my pan tonthe other side of the grill and after taking one last long look at it, put my gun back. i grabbed my frying pan and finished making the tacos, they were burnt beyond all belief. best tacos id ever had.