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I think the weird part was this board that was there that was kind of haunting me. It was a "for those no longer with us" thing. Write the name down. I don't know why I noticed it at first but I know for a fact it kept moving.
It was in the corner of my eyes first. Then it was next to me and eventually directly in front of where I was walking through the weekend. I guess I needed to let it out.
So I did
At like 3AM on a Saturday I wrote down your name. Seven years later.I don't know why that was what broke me again. Cried like a baby in my friend's arms. Yeah. I'm a ♥♥♥♥♥ you can say it.
It's funny. I guess Im learning no matter how 'over it' you can project you're never really okay with it. Maybe that's just me.
God I miss you.
All in all I still am the idiot who looks up at the stars because of you. You'd call me so many things if I ever told you that, then we'd laugh and go back to whatever dumb-ass game we were playing, probably.
Love you, buddy.
you gave me a greater meaning to a form of music but all it does is make me think of you.
i got better but i just find that many things either are a form of self loathing / learning and or just that much of our existence is meant to be this way.
i guess my wording here is to pray for simpler times like when we gamed, i was a unformed grey matter and everything was fun for just that.
good lord how this world has changed since you left my man i miss you
I guess I just felt the need to stop by again and say hey, even if you'll never get to read it. Hope you've found peace.
it doesn't get easier it seems just harder to forget
i miss you all the time and i still find alot of thoughts about our time together.
things were so simple back then, now everything is just gray and i miss having you by my side.
hope you help me be a better person that you always thought i would be.
there isn't a month i think about you, and not a time i don't remember and cry about the memories we had and the ones we did't' get to have.
Rest in Peace buddy i still miss you alot and i try to make the last advice you gave me into something to make me not a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ person.
god bless, sincerely ryan
you introduced me to my favorite genre of music i didn't know existed; and now all i can do when i listen is cry. i wish you were still here and it feels like i'm and empty husk because everyday i try to improve my friends life to not end up at this road again.
you taught me that loss is and important thing for growth....but i wish i didn't have to lose you.
rip you taught me so much and i feel like your watching over me.
Haven't forgotten you.
Hope you're having a blast out there. Rest easy.
I just wanted to say a quick thanks to everyone for all the kind words. Haven't had it in my heart to do much here, sometimes reading the things you guys say is a bit hard. But I love reading the things everyone says. Very moving. I wish he could have seen how loved he was.
99% sure he would have called you all gay though. Lol.
Thank you all for your kind words. They mean a lot to me and my mother.
Through my (all too few in number, and all too brief) interactions with him, I could easily tell that ee was unique. He was a special one; a rare type of person, and he'll be missed by many.
In the end, though, surely a comment section filled with commisserations - the flow of memories and remembrance thinning sometimes, but never truly stopping. To be held in memory. Some part of him - the things he left with us, and the way he touched our lives - will never die.
To his mother - I can't possibly even begin to understand what this could possibly feel like. I am so sorry.
please never leave me, miss you forever and ever
ryan misses you and i cant forget you mean so much.