I feel like an idiot writing about this in my fucking online journal...
A friend of mine recently disappeared. Well, at least I though he did. In a way, I was right.
Jim was such an interesting person. We would talk until six in the morning. He knew everything about music. He made me a mix tape. We were actually friends - I felt comfortable talking about things with him and he told me stuff...I dunno. I had no idea that he was in so much pain. I thought he had just gone away. One of his friends left a comment on his myspace, supposedly justifying his actions and whatnot. I'm not going to go into details. Apparently, there was something terribly wrong with him. He had been aware of it for many years and he was in a tremendous amount of pain. I don't want to think about it. I haven't really cried yet but I know that I'm going to. We were only friends for a bit over two months but...I was very attached to him. I wish he hadn't have disappeared. I miss him.
Jim was such an interesting person. We would talk until six in the morning. He knew everything about music. He made me a mix tape. We were actually friends - I felt comfortable talking about things with him and he told me stuff...I dunno. I had no idea that he was in so much pain. I thought he had just gone away. One of his friends left a comment on his myspace, supposedly justifying his actions and whatnot. I'm not going to go into details. Apparently, there was something terribly wrong with him. He had been aware of it for many years and he was in a tremendous amount of pain. I don't want to think about it. I haven't really cried yet but I know that I'm going to. We were only friends for a bit over two months but...I was very attached to him. I wish he hadn't have disappeared. I miss him.