The people in the corner aren't always the familiar faces that help you but the ones killing you. We are in the same vision but no commitment from the ones around in my kitty corner.  Because when they've used me from my " friendship" I'll die from it and they'll leave with their loyalty and kindness to kill others.
So are they your real friends?
Or are they just faking it?
Shotguns are easy to use but they won't stop you- they have a tight grip on your heart and they'll tug and pull until they're done letting you bleed.
We all die alone.