I didn't want to think about it, I didn't want to rehash his memory. I did anyway.
A really sweet kid passed away last night.
His name was Brenton Shaw. He was 20. He had a huge heart and one of those permanent smile faces.
He didn't stress about shit he just got by and wanted to have a good time.
Everyone who has met him is thinking about him tonight.
I didn't know him well. He worked with me. I'd hung out with him once at a party and talked to him at work.
He was just another person to say hi to when I came in. Then. Had I known, I guess I would've gotten to know him better and that's what fucking sucks about me.
When I first met him, his accent stood out the most and it was adorable. He had a real slow southern accent.
He was always nice.
I ran into his girlfriend, Jackie, at CVS tonight. Her eyes were swollen and puffy from crying probably since the time she heard the news. She was looking for a tape recorder to record his voicemails. That's all she has now.
Nothing matters when you're dead.
When they're dead.
What do the stupid, petty things in your life matter when someone you know passes away?
You live your life and you meet all these people, and once you've met them it's done, they're set in your memory and live there forever.
I don't want to wish I'd gotten to know anyone else any better. I'm quitting that. We're all in this together and I hate myself for being so careless sometimes. It's selfish, and obviously not worth it in the end.
I miss him and I know he'll live on in my mind and heart for the rest of my life.
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From: Brenton
Date: May 15, 2006 4:35 AM
mornin woman. how u today. well get out there and do somethin amazing.
His name was Brenton Shaw. He was 20. He had a huge heart and one of those permanent smile faces.
He didn't stress about shit he just got by and wanted to have a good time.
Everyone who has met him is thinking about him tonight.
I didn't know him well. He worked with me. I'd hung out with him once at a party and talked to him at work.
He was just another person to say hi to when I came in. Then. Had I known, I guess I would've gotten to know him better and that's what fucking sucks about me.
When I first met him, his accent stood out the most and it was adorable. He had a real slow southern accent.
He was always nice.
I ran into his girlfriend, Jackie, at CVS tonight. Her eyes were swollen and puffy from crying probably since the time she heard the news. She was looking for a tape recorder to record his voicemails. That's all she has now.
Nothing matters when you're dead.
When they're dead.
What do the stupid, petty things in your life matter when someone you know passes away?
You live your life and you meet all these people, and once you've met them it's done, they're set in your memory and live there forever.
I don't want to wish I'd gotten to know anyone else any better. I'm quitting that. We're all in this together and I hate myself for being so careless sometimes. It's selfish, and obviously not worth it in the end.
I miss him and I know he'll live on in my mind and heart for the rest of my life.
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From: Brenton
Date: May 15, 2006 4:35 AM
mornin woman. how u today. well get out there and do somethin amazing.