Call me mr flintstone cause I can make your bed rock

I don't even know what will happen or how it will work. But I hope that while I'm gone it somehow fixes itself up completely I'm hoping, but I know it won't happen for sure. God please help me. I know I'm a shitty child but this isn't even about me anymore. Help my friends and be with them. Please just make this right. And don't let anyone die. We need each other. So much. We make life worth living and I don't know if it still will be without them here. Don't take them from me. In any form. Help them get back to normal. I love them.