eventually i have to deal with the fact that you are not coming back.
period.
no matter how fucking hard this is without my best friend.
i look at the kids and cant help but think of you.
your pictures next to my calendar.
there are promises that i made to you, and im trying my best to keep them.
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xoZaidaox
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RIP James Agostini
my best man, my heart, my sweet
James Agostini
i will keep writing you, i promise.
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