I'm once again in this stupid suit, the same one I wore on Christmas. This time though it's being donned to go see Ricky in the funeral home. So...that's where I am off too. While it is snowing like a mother ******** blizzard ouside with slick a** roads and cray drivers, hope you're happy Ricky if I end up wrecking being this upset in this kinda weather. If I die then I am going to torment the hell out of you.
Though I am sure I will be okay.
Well, I am back. Editing this entry. He looked...really...natural for a guy who shot himself in the head. I got to look...but then I had to leave right after I saw him. It's hard looking into the distorted face of someone you knew as a child, espcially since old memories resurfaced when I almost asked him to "Wake up" Tomorrow he is getting buried.
Yuri, and all others who are trying to comfort me during this time. Thank you. I love you Yuri, keep that promise.