-Removed-4th or 5th floor, so 40-50 feet (yeah, I know, floors are differently counted in Britain).
He landed on the roof of a car in the parking lot, so that broke his fall. He was pretty messed up and he could've later died, but he didn't die that night. I heard he was in a body cast for months. Still, the cops had everyone up in the middle of the night for hours answering their questions.
Originally posted by @apathistHey, that 'propaganda' started somewhere.
She is remembering the propaganda we've all been fed.
Freshmen always got the most drunk, most stoned, most fried at my school. It was like they had something to prove, and without the maturity of a few more years to temper it with responsibility. Another freshman that year almost died from alcohol poisoning. That takes a lot of alcohol.
Originally posted by @apathistPeople come in all flavors.
I wonder what I believe that was fed to me but should not be trusted. People are basically kind and good? What goes up must come down?
Please let me brag a bit. I was kicked out of sunday school. They don't like questions there.
Just as most people you know are 'all right', a lot of them are kind and good, and some are practically angels. So are an equivalent number horrible and evil, and some are practically demons. I'm guessing most fall somewhere in the middle, like a 'bell' curve.
Originally posted by @suzianneYou remember living in the dorms at your school, and you remember there was a man down your hall who took some PCP, and you remember he then jumped out of his window, and you remember he fell four or five floors, and you remember he landed on the roof of a car in the parking lot, and you remember how that broke his fall, and you remember the cops had everyone up in the middle of the night for hours asking questions, and yet you don't remember whether that man who lived down the hall from you died or not?
He landed on the roof of a car in the parking lot, so that broke his fall. He was pretty messed up and he could've later died, but he didn't die that night.
Originally posted by @stellspalfieThere's truth in that observation. 'Love' is a niche market. I love very few people on this planet, while I show empathy to a great many. In that sense, I am defined more by empathy than I am by love.
Nah, empathy trumps (sorry to use that word) love.
Kindness is what makes us.