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so I just found out that over the weekend a friend of mine was at the bar and someone laced (or spiked or whatever the fuck they call it) his beer. apparently he woke up in the middle of the road incredibly far away from his place and he's diabetic so his blood sugar had tanked and he didn't have his insulin with him anymore. according to his girlfriend there's huge chunks of time (think hours) that he can't remember so who the fuck knows what happened. this is the kind of stuff that freaks me out and makes me worry about everyone that i love. i know that you can't control everything and that being afraid your whole life is miserable but fuck.....just fuck there's nothing else i can say right now.