So, I've been avoiding livejournal. Me not being home has put me in this weird unreal feeling state. I keep feeling like this isnt real and Im gonna get a random call from him or see him in w.o.w. But looking at my friends page hit me like a brick, I feel like i did when I got the call bearing bad news. I feel right when I say that Dave grew to be one of my best and closest friends, Im sitting here crying right now knowing that this feeling is going to be even worse saturday. Im always gonna remember him. The good times.
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