My Dead Friend

You're a fucking asshole.

Why would you do that to Kristen?!

Well you showed her, you fucking dick!

You could have made plans.

We were supposed to duet Seeing Red!! That never happened!

FAVORITES Quotes:

"No one is ever going to love you until you love yourself."

"I was your friend, not for the weed or the possibility of fucking, but because I recognized that you were an amazing individual. I hope that never changes."

"My health is with me. So that's a plus. I have a job, and they tell me that's good too. Lots of good friends (some who would actually

 be there for me in a true time of need) and my family is well."

"Sure. I've always know you were awesome. I think its been a mutual feeling since we were kids."

Here are some words from my dead friend:

6/28/2010

My health is with me. So thats a plus. I have a job, and they tell me thats good too. Lots of good friends (some who would actually be there for me in a true time of need) and my family is well. Overall im doing fine. Just been trying to get over a breakup recently, but its harder than i remembered. So i've been keeping busy with work, riding my bike, and reading. Thank you for asking. How about yourself?

-Charles

I always liked you. I knew there was a reason. Its good to find mice of the same color as me, and hard to do at the same time

Sounds like your life has been as exciting and event filled as I recall it always being. I wish i could say the same for myself. While I do love the people I surround myself with, i feel VERY trapped by my job and routine. I despise the fact that i can tell you what i will be doing any given weekday after work (reading, being on my computer, or on my motorcycle) and I seem to have fallen into a routine which consists of drinking my weekends away while hanging with friends.

As you already know I still live at home with the rents, but not out of necessity, but because they need money for the bills. Plus my parents health has never been good, so I almost feel like im trying to spend as much time with them now as I can. Sounds horrible, but its how I feel. Kinda felt that way after my dads 5th heart attack. We are now at 9 and its almost as if I dont wanna leave and then have something horrible happen. iono.

So here I sit with my job and my friends and my normal routine, always wishing for a change, while never doing anything to perpetuate one. I have learned that everything happens for a reason, weather I see it or not at the time, and I guess im just in a rut. It would be cool to see you sometime, so feel free to text or call me whenever. and FYI, i was your friend not for the weed or the fucking that never happened, but because i recognized that you were an amazing individual. I hope that never changes.

-Charles