8spiders

So my friend was supposed to make a full recovery.

Then he died.

It was a rollercoaster. First he's fucked, then he's not. Now he's just... gone.

I think I more-or-less mourned him the whole week I thought he was fucked. But I still feel all weird. I think I probably will for awhile.

I've got to get the courage up later tonight to talk to his fiance. And by get up the courage I mean drink a lot.