So, today I found out that a former classmate of mine, Bobby Torrey, lost his life after crashing his car into a tree. Only about 22 years old
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Fuck. Yeah, he was my cousins friend/ex-boyfriend. Stayed at my house a lot. It's gonna be weird not having Bob around. Tina and I were just talking about how many damn people he knew, and you just confirmed it. See my journal for a post about him... I wrote the day after it happened, I just couldn't post until now due to no internet.
He really was a great guitarist, I was lucky enough to witness band practice in my house a few times.
I wanted to go to the wake, but I always freak out at those. I hate the sight of a dead body, because the fact of the person's death is just RIGHT THERE and it hits me like a ton of bricks. I tend to be the one who's crying too much and end up with like, 5 people consoling me. Also, I was afraid of it seeming... wrong. I mean, I hadn't really said more than a 'hi' to him since we graduated and all. So I thought it would seem imposing for me to show up. I regret not going now, though.
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He really was a great guitarist, I was lucky enough to witness band practice in my house a few times.
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Can't say a one bad word about him.
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Still can't believe this is real, even after going to the tree, and the wake. It feels like it can't be him, and I'll see him next week.
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Also, I was afraid of it seeming... wrong. I mean, I hadn't really said more than a 'hi' to him since we graduated and all. So I thought it would seem imposing for me to show up.
I regret not going now, though.
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