February 15, the night of valentines. Ron passed away. I cant help but to think of how his father told me he was self conscious and Ron was always the one to be running with the pack, and doing what we were doing. He was never open with me about his thoughts or feelings and he should have been, i loved him, i wanted to know. How could he leave me
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this post is really beautiful, and extremely poetic.
you're a really good person.
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