R.I.P. Anniversary?
I don't know what they call it (anniversary sounds weird) but in about... half an hour it will be a year since my step cousin was gunned down in Hartley Park not too far from my ex's house.
R.I.P. Paco aka King Bronco "Eu faco-o forte"
I miss my cuzzy :frowning:
It is an anniversary, though a very sad one.
Although death is always sad, always remember the good times.hugs
thanks guys
although losing someone is such a terrible and difficult thing to go through, whats always helped me when i lost someone close to me is, i close my eyes and think about them smiling. thats how i remember everyone that i loved and lost, cept for a select few who never really smiled...
R.I.P. Paco AkA King Bronco,
im willing to bet that he's up in heaven right now... lol prolly chillin, lookin down on yall, smilin...
"Lost so many ni***'s but they livin N willin, dealin,
up in heaven feelin the sounds vibratin,
through the speakers wailin,
i know god lookin down on us juss sayin,
dem my kids right, chea!"
part of a song i recorded, but a remix...
lol thanks. I hope so. He was always nice, known for being mad funny and brutally honest. When I say brutally honest I mean it. Like one time he told his sister she looked like a "jacked up crackpot" lol. But he was cool pplz. Just didn't hang out with the right people. I remember when he would come with his crew to pick me up from elementary school when my brothers and sister couldn't. He always caused trouble lol but at least he had good intentions.
He was only 19.
I feel like I can't even go to sleep now but I'm so tired. This sux!
lol i feel you on that, when my best friend/brother died i felt like my world was going to end, he had always been there for me... whenever i juss got in a fight (which WAS on a daily basis) he was right there with some hennessy to help get rid of the pain, whenever i was stressed, he had a cigarette ready and sparked for me, and whenever i was too high to stand up, he always had an open bed for me...its hard going through soooo many consistent things with a person, and then losing them... i cant tell u how many times after he died did i walk straight to his house, get to the door, turn the handle, only to realize that he wasnt there...its terrible when people die at such a young age, my brother died when we were 15, sighbut in all honesty lol... they do say that the good die young, so they obviously did something right in there life to of already moved on...
obviously, lol.sorry about your loss. I'll be going to his memorial in about... half an hour. Usually those things are painful to see but then again it's not. It's weird. I find it funny how cops are there too sometimes when they were the ones who were always chasing his tail. lol
lol... i think it would be nice, well not NICE but chea, to goto someones memorial, all of my friends were cremated, at least most of them, the few that werent are in unmarked graves and i wasnt welcome at there funerals so idk where there buried... i was kicked out of my brothers funeral cause i was the only one not crying, they said that im "a heartless and selfish person who never really cared about him" problem was that i couldnt cry, i still have that problem though... its REALLY difficult for me to cry...
I can't cry either, and surely there are many of us who can't. At all the funerals I've attended most people were dry-eyed, even though they cared about the person who had died.
I know how you feel. I didn't cry during my grand uncle's death. I was too numb and devastated. I didn't even cry during the funeral. I was just like... I don't even know. It wasn't until I was going through his thing I just bawled and I was overwhelmingly depressed for almost a month.
