Ain't No Sunshine When They're Gone

This is the fourth friend I've lost this year.
All of them where good souls that I would hope to see to live untill I Die! I just wish I had used the phrase, "I love you, Evan," in a more "olde' fashioned way," so-to-speak, and not the way I had orginally used it, which I will not mention in here because of how much of an embarrsement it is. I don't know if I can take another family losing a child and a city losing an infamous character, this is why I want to leave. this is why I migh leave for N.Y.
On a worse note, aside from receiving the news about Evan, Salem's court didn't go exact to plan; I felt so bad because the witnesses did not even come with us, because they are our "dear beloved friends," and I was just there to support and drive him.
As we all know he was assaulted in the month of Sept. Had to go through 2 month of a liquid diet because his jaw was broken and wired shut. Then slammed with numerous medical bills. Well, all this was supposed to be paid for and ended yesterday but was not due to the fact that the person who had assaulted him got the first court hearing dropped to petty assault and then had the crime dropped completely. That was in the court hearing for the month of Sept. Salem did not inform the court that his jaw had got worse untill Oct. Which means that it's double jeopardy. Now the whole up-to- $9,000.00-trial is pending for double jeopardy. If the supreme court says they are going to drop it then $9,000.00 worth of medical bills alone are going to be Salem's debt problems. This will only show how terrible the "system" really is when it's obvious that this thing-of-a-person can just roam the streets and not be accounted for:
A) A Hate Crime.
B) Assault & Battery
and
C) low temper stupidity due to alcohol consumption.
If you see Salem just tell him everything is going to be alwright, of course in your version.
You can imagine after all this shit I had to have a drink to at LEAST calm my nerves. Well, it turns out that I can't even do that because I get texts from "good girl-friend that( both of us want to) wants to turn friendship to relationship," asking if I'm going to be alwright and I BEG, FUCKING BEG, her to just come see me for like ten minutes max and she won't even do that!!! So, that ended up in a fight and I decide to go home. Welp can't even FUCKING go home because my car ran out of gas and I'm in the middle of my fucking turn off. Some guy comes to the car and says that I'm drunk and how he almost hit me, I know that asshole could smell it on me but anyways, cops come help me put it to the side, ask if I'm going to be alwright then my mother comes. Well, we get gas then the fucking battery doesn't start so we just leave there because I'm pissed as hell. ZZZZ. This morning was not even better for the reason of that GEICO Called me and that's never good. I refuse to answer the phone or change for that matter. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm going to write this paper and hope to God that saves me from putting a fucking knife through my face.
The only thing that has perked me at all in the past, ohhhh, 30 minutes is this:

They say you have to tell me if I'm fit for this deamon or not. Do it... I don't really care.