I specifically remember crying a fuck ton when my uncle died when I was 12. It was unbelievable to me that he had died at the time because he was easily the most bad ass and most alpha guy I've ever know. He could walk into a room and you'd be immediately interested in whatever it is he wanted to talk about and do.
I cried so much that my eyes were swollen shut and I couldn't go to school. My family was really worried about me when that happened.
It sucks because both of his sons look so much like him that when I see them I'm immediately reminded of my uncle and I feel a twinge of sadness knowing he'll never walk into the room and start roasting me with jokes until I am convulsing with laughter. Ah well. Such is life.
I cried so much that my eyes were swollen shut and I couldn't go to school. My family was really worried about me when that happened.
It sucks because both of his sons look so much like him that when I see them I'm immediately reminded of my uncle and I feel a twinge of sadness knowing he'll never walk into the room and start roasting me with jokes until I am convulsing with laughter. Ah well. Such is life.
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