You know how sometimes you’re thinking about life in general and you think about getting older and how, one day, the celebrities you grew up with when you’re a kid will eventually die sometime in your lifetime? Never, never, not in a million years did I ever think I would live in a world where Robin Williams of all people would kill himself.
The thought of such a thing actually happening hurts my heart and makes me immeasurably sad. I can’t believe it. I can understand it and I can accept it without judgment, but holy fucking shit does it hurt my soul.