misha
it's ironic how life works out. just when you get over one crisis a whole new one comes crashing down on you. i spoke about misha (aka european man) and what i've gone through this year. well a little over 4 hours ago i got a phone call.
misha is dead. he overdosed on heroin. his body was found this morning.
i cannot even begin to explain what i've gone through in these precious 4 hours.
my life has never been an easy one. nor was his. i hope he's happy where he's at right now. he was a tortured soul. and i loved him. and now he's gone.
april 17: voicemail
"i cannot live with being mean to you, or not talking to you, or not seeing you, or... you know? there's just no other way."
there was no other way. and he didn't live.
he's dead. my god, he's fucking dead.
misha is dead. he overdosed on heroin. his body was found this morning.
i cannot even begin to explain what i've gone through in these precious 4 hours.
my life has never been an easy one. nor was his. i hope he's happy where he's at right now. he was a tortured soul. and i loved him. and now he's gone.
april 17: voicemail
"i cannot live with being mean to you, or not talking to you, or not seeing you, or... you know? there's just no other way."
there was no other way. and he didn't live.
he's dead. my god, he's fucking dead.