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It doesnt feel real...





well today i get a call around ten in the morning from my brother..sayin
"adam died this morning in a car accident and james waller is in a coma and is goin to die, mike craig is in critical condition"

i just saw adam yesterday, and last week hung out with him for a few. 
his hoodie is in my basement right now. adam was tight as fuck. we had
intergrated math 3 it was full of screw offs and retards. it was a fucking lame ass
class with lame ass people in it. the only people i talked to was powell and greg.
we just talked about fighting and beer and drugs. 

mike craig, me and u have been threw a fucking lot. when i first moved here. you 
were there. man. me and u had intergrated 2 together that class was tight as fuck man
all we did was talk shit about people. if you would of died i trully would of lost it. i love you
man and your always welcome in my house. my family misses you. when u get out we got to 
start chillin more again. 

james, honestly i dont know you at all. i know your brother and i feel for him. if i ever lost or came close to loosing 
my litte brother. my world would be fucked. my prays are with your family and you. 


this doesnt seem real at all.
adam we blazed one for you man.
me betts and josh.

and the first time i meet you u wanted to fight josh.
damn man.


someone wake me up...