As I remember Butch in high school, his family life wasn't too good. I mean as teenagers, whose life at home was incredible. But Butch's seemed a little worse than most. I am guessing this is what lead to him living his life on the streets and eventually dying in a bathroom stall. I have an image in my head of my old boyfriend, still young, lying on the floor with a needle in his arm. This image will not leave my head. I feel so bad for him. So bad for him.
Then I find out a good friend from high school also OD'd 7 years ago. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? Excuse my language, but FUCK! Brenden was a good guy. I really liked him in high school. We were in the same crowd. We partied together, and had a bunch of classes together. He was pretty smart. I can't even image that he would do anything other than pot, and I'm sure he didn't OD on that.
I am so sad. These guys didn't have to live like this. They didn't have to DIE like this. I am confused. Where were their parents? Where were their girlfriends?
I am sad today.
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