drew called last night from vancouver. lee died friday night. he got shot breaking up some fight outside a bar. he doesn't even go to bars. i feel sick.
in memoriami_try_hardDecember 4 2005, 19:44:17 UTC
when numbness wears off, grief sets in. now that i'm done crying i realize that i wasn't crying for lee, i was crying for the rest of us who have to keep living in a world where stupid shit like this can happen. i'm not religious, but i have to think he's in a better place, where there's no such thing as guns, where human life has value, and where people don't fucking kill each other over nothing. my fondest memory of lee is the night i first met him, visiting mansa at lois 'n frima's. so this is the infmaous lee, mansa's semi-permanent sofa resident! i realized almost immediately why mansa was always talking about lee, and about his stories of fun and random mischief. he was great, and i console myself in the idea that he enjoyed his life, despite its untimely end. i'm here for you, mansa. whatever you need, you have but to ask. xo
mansa i am so sorry and i hope you have a circle of support around you. if there is absolutely anything you need help with as far as school or anything else please do not hesitate to ask.
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i am so sorry.
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my fondest memory of lee is the night i first met him, visiting mansa at lois 'n frima's. so this is the infmaous lee, mansa's semi-permanent sofa resident! i realized almost immediately why mansa was always talking about lee, and about his stories of fun and random mischief. he was great, and i console myself in the idea that he enjoyed his life, despite its untimely end.
i'm here for you, mansa. whatever you need, you have but to ask. xo
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xoxox
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