He probably got sick of not being able to go out in public because every asshole like me and you loved him (or hated him) and thought he had seen it all and wanted to choose his time. He could never escape to a remote island anymore without being seen. Maybe he was out of stories.
Maybe it was his time. Peace out
And fucking poor Kate Spade-who seemed like a darling- I would never spend that much on a purse. I hate carrying a purse. Maybe she was over it too, she could have gone into hiding on a remote island. She probably didn’t even know what it feels like to want to go to dingy places. And that’s her prerogative, she gets to decide.
Maybe it was a suicide pact.
And Robin Williams was sadder and I made peace with him. I probably handed out the suicide prevention hotline number too. But please stop people, and don’t pontificate on what you think as best on how that person died or should have died- they fucking died. Peace out, let them go in love.
Instead of handing out the suicide prevention hotline number, why don’t you go volunteer for the hotline? Seriously, what are you doing to help your neighbor? Humans need water and food, shelter, and community. I am missing one… or a million