My Grandmother just called and informed me my half-brother’s newborn passed away. 3 weeks old. He lives in another state and it’s frustrating I can’t be there for him now. Can’t get him on the phone. I understand, I wouldn’t want to talk either. I was going out to celebrate; amazing how everything can change in an instant. You’re in my thoughts brother.
Don’t know why everyone thinks they’re so fucking cool now. Newsflash, you are wrong. Sit down, man.