[hider=Advice from a jaded, broken man] You're young. I'm young. Hari's still decently young. You'll be okay, my friend. Not today. Not tomorrow. But someday, you will look back and wonder why you worried. You will. I do now. But I'd like to recommend something: look up some sad music, and cry your eyes out. If you ever end up like me, you will miss being able to do so. I wish I were exaggerating. Once you're done crying, make a decision on what you're gonna do. Me, I'm basically not putting effort into getting into a relationship. If I meet someone who's cool, alright I guess. I'm not looking for one, I'm not going to bars or trying to meet a friend of a friend or something. And if you ever need a reminder to keep your god damned chin up, just read my fucking signature. Got it? [/hider]