A new beginning...

I just lost my best friend. I can’t say how, I don’t even know why. It's been a little bit over a year now. He was my outlet when life was bullshit, he was my outlet with everything! We’d drink beer, play Street Fighter…he didn’t dare play Mortal Kombat for he got his ass whipped. While we did that we would talk about our lives. Whether it would be women, down the road, how we could make a little more money, video games, tv shows, movies, music…like I said, everything! It was the best damn therapy that money couldn’t buy. Would also talk about dreams of ours, he wanted to be an artist and I wanted to write. The life lessons and girls we encountered it seemed like we were learning each other’s mistakes one after the other and sometimes at the same time. Later he would get back with an ex and he couldn’t of been happier than I was they were dating. I saw him on Facebook the other day. Saw all his recent paintings and all the requests he got on his page, asking for a painting here and there. What was amazing was they would pay him to paint it! It took some time but it was like a damn “Take your number” situation. All I could think was “I told you, asshole.” Yea, he finally did it. Just wish I could’ve said that to him is all.

Things never were like what they are now. I sit in a house where there were 3 of us that is completely empty. We were living the life, downloading the internet, watching Ace Ventura in Spanish, and doing everything all in the name of Forever Sexy (future book deal coming soon). Bachelor fuckery at its finest! There were moments where all of us asked what if something happened to any one of us. Whether it be a relationship, money, or we get famous. All of us laughed at the thought like that would NEVER happen! So, what happened to what potentially changed between him and I? A theory based on past conversations, I could be wrong.