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My cousin was murdered the other day in Arizona.
He was 21, born a year before me. His name was also Dustin (We have the same first and last name, only our middle names are different).
A drunk driver ran him down.
I feel like complete shit inside right now.
We can't even attend the funeral because we have no money to go to Arizona, my uncle came home early, because they left him leave work after the Highway Patrol informed him of it. He's torn up inside because he wants to go so bad, yet, due to the money situation, he cannot.
He was 21, born a year before me. His name was also Dustin (We have the same first and last name, only our middle names are different).
A drunk driver ran him down.
I feel like complete shit inside right now.
We can't even attend the funeral because we have no money to go to Arizona, my uncle came home early, because they left him leave work after the Highway Patrol informed him of it. He's torn up inside because he wants to go so bad, yet, due to the money situation, he cannot.