Yesterday afternoon I found out that the boy I once deflowered is now dead... I guess he was crossing the 71 expressway and got hit by a diesel truck.
I think he was 24.
Between the good Chrisian men, the older men, and the fantastically boring men that are after me... I cant seem to get it right. And now they are dying.
While I vaguely remember this young man, it more or less made me (once again) aware of how suddenly a life can end.
Anna and I had a photoshoot this weekend. So, before I start dropping dead, or faking seizures out of boredom, here are some pictures:
I think he was 24.
Between the good Chrisian men, the older men, and the fantastically boring men that are after me... I cant seem to get it right. And now they are dying.
While I vaguely remember this young man, it more or less made me (once again) aware of how suddenly a life can end.
Anna and I had a photoshoot this weekend. So, before I start dropping dead, or faking seizures out of boredom, here are some pictures:
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I clearly remember hearing about a dear friend dying in a car crash> It was on the radio news while I was working. One of my co workers made a crass comment about "Kids and driving drunk" and all I could say was "I knew her". I could have said "I loved her", but it didn't come out.