5 years ago, I lost one of my best friends in a car crash. My room mate at the time was with him, and survived. I am grateful I did not lose both, but even one is too many. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him. Our stupid adventures, getting high and being lost in the woods, off roading in our cars, and just having best friend times. I miss them so much.

I love you brother, and I wish more than anything I could have said that more often.

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