We met at a show years ago. He was fearless and had the best stories. He died in his sleep, according to posts I saw.
It feels like fast processing grief. Like, I didn’t know him well enough to go to a funeral, but it’s sad that he’s gone. I’ll miss him popping up in my DMs with a wild story.
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It feels like fast processing grief. Like, I didn’t know him well enough to go to a funeral, but it’s sad that he’s gone. I’ll miss him popping up in my DMs with a wild story.