I think a part of me has always known that this day would come.

He’s been planning to go to Ontario to visit his uncle and a friend for nearly a year maybe and now that the time is quickly approaching (Middle of April) things are really going fucking …

I don’t even know where to start, ffs. He’s 10 years younger than I am, no kids of his own, no responsibilities, etc.

Omg man, I wanna get this out so fucking bad and I can’t think of HOW.

I feel like I gotta organize my thoughts, only I can’t catch em.