Jim's uncle just died. I feel like shit. I don't know what to do, but I know there is nothing I can do that will make him, his sister, or his mom feel better. He was riding a snowmobile and was hit by a car. I HATE snowmobiles. Have I made that clear yet? Well, now my passion is even greater. I am the reason Jim didn't go up north, Jim could have been up there snowmobiling with them, Jim could have been the one that got hit up there. I can't even stand to think of it. It's so wrong. My Jimmy could have been killed doing the one thing I hate more than anything. I hate snowmobiling. I love Jim. I hope the best for him and his family. I don't know what else to say. I'm going to go cry and cut myself because I just don't fucking know what else to do.

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