St. Louis was amazing.
we came back last night and got in this morning around 8:30;
to horrible news
Brandon Matjoulis passed away this weekend.
I'm done making friends.
I don't know how many I can bury.
There's never any warning.
There one day and gone the next.
Our last conversation was over Guinness and how it tastes better from a can.
We made plans for a green blunt in the near future.
...all just a few mere days ago. a week tops.
it's so hard to find genuinly nice guys these days.
I'm broken.
But my clock is still ticking.
Where do I go now?
I'm listening to Aniasin....
There's just no love like friendship.