The funeral
We had to get up bright and early on Monday, cause Andrew's funeral was at 9:30...a very un-Andrew like hour. Kenji, Amy, and I were his only friends there, the rest were family. We sat towards the back of the group. I liked the church alright; it had a pretty blue stained glass window over the altar, and I spent a lot of time staring at it. Before
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& thank you for reminding me:
"I remeber him yelling out car windows to passerbyers, "Free Palestine. Show us your tits!" .... I remember the different inflections of Sunny saying, "Mandrew. Maaannndreww, and, Mandrew?" And how can I forget Andrew making fun of young hipsters by saying that they were Strokes fans, and taking the piss out of the yuppies by calling out to them on the street, "Bougie ass motherfuckers!" "
i'm really going to miss him, too. i hadn't hung out with him for a long while, and wish i had spent more time with him. the other day i drove by the lex, and felt so sick - - what a mess. what a wretched mess this all is.
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i want my best friend back. he was supposed to be here right now, snoring away in my bed. i'd probably have him covered in 6 million pillows to spare the neighbors. i need him and he's not here.
this was so not suicide. thank you for telling his family that, marlene. i hope they believed you. i hope that they know that andrew clung to life for dear life.
thank you, marlene. i will call you tonight.
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*hugs*
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