shalom beyotch
I'm just admiring your honesty
yet
I was actually playing vidya gaems until I got a call from my dad at 3am. didn't sleep all night. But thank you very much it means a lot man.
Hey Jube, don't be afraid You were made to type every letter remember to let it into your heart Take your caps lock and make it better
Thank you thank you. It's just a waste, he was my age. 20. Goodness. And I got an update that he was more or less drinking and was going too fast, and was being pursued by a cop. Having had his license taken away because of doing stupid stuff, he tried to out run the cop and went airborne over a small hill of sorts and lost control of the vehicle. He was ejected out of it, because he wasn't wearing his seatbelt and died instantly. In case anyone cared. Ah this is a big pile of crap I really don't need right now, got a six hour shift soon and stuff. I'll be fine though.
Thanks guys. He was that kind of guy that lived in the fast lane, and even though no one would say it, you knew this was how he was gonna go. I may mourn later, when I'm not needed as emotional support or acting professional at work.
I did have my days of interest in them, definitely not as avid as you two but anyways yeah just gimme the specs when you get them.
I don't mind, however I gotta recalibrate my recording shtuff because it's being a butt. Would you like me to participate as well or just record...
His name was Michael, 20 years old, and only a month older than I. He was in a car accident, I don't know how long ago, maybe an hour or so or just a few minutes ago. I was informed by my parents several minutes ago, and im over at the house so the younger siblings are seen off to school in the morning. We were kind of close as children, always riding bikes together around the grandparent's house, and getting buzz haircuts from our poppop (grandfather). But as we got older, we grew more distant. I don't think I've really sat down and really talked with him since high school, but we've seen him around and at family reunions if he wasn't out doing something stupid. I guess you could say he was the black sheep of the family. He became very delinquent once middle school came around. Drugs, alcohol, sleeping around, road racing, you name it he's probably done it. I'm not sure how to take this honestly. Right now I'm rather emotionless, my mother was a wreck. (He was her older sister's son.) When my mom and dad left to drive over to the rest of the family, she just kept saying "I love you." Hm. I'd like to hope Mikey's in a better place, but I have more doubt than assurance. Too late now. Suppose I shan't sleep tonight, conundrum of mortality rattling in my mind and all.
