31yo...fuck, that's young.
Sorry for your loss.
I knew it was coming a few weeks ago. I couldn't even touch my phone or go outside. He was half the country away from me.
I knew it. This is bullshit, I should just grow up. Why do I care about the dead. He was my brother alive. Now he's dead.
Yeah he was a year older than me. Always was my big brother and we both were blonde and blue eyes with our combat boots but I was a foot shorter. He was almost 6'9".
He went out like he wanted. Nobody ever touched him or dared to. I'm kind of in a weird state of shock. Not quite real but also definitely interfering with my body and its natural vibes.
Thanks though. I knew he wouldn't live long. He would go hardcore on anyone who disrespected me or our families and friends. A true Brother.
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