is this new? i guess it's new. is there already a thread for recent releases? oh well. post new rad shit here, ok!
heard this on way to vegas this couple days ago. never listened to the band before, myself.
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Digital photography has made it possible to really butcher ID photos. And they were usually pretty shitty to begin with.
Share the good shit here.
this actually looks a lot better cropped online than it does on my ID. fuckin a
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He passed away yesterday after sustaining burns to 95% of his body on Monday morning.
I met him for brunch on Sunday. I told him maybe we'd hang later and I got too caught up in doing dumb stuff around my apartment. Then I had a headache. Then I went to bed. I didn't even think to text him. That afternoon was the last time I saw him. He seemed okay. He really did. I may have even been the last of his friends to see him. I don't know.
Monday morning the police dept left me a voicemail. I was all "wtf is this even about?" until the detective ended with "it's regarding Sean."
I figured he had filed a police report against the sick fuck who assaulted him and I was some kind of character witness or something. I don't know how it works.
I called and the detective asked me a jillion questions about whether or not Sean was depressed and had suicidal ideations. What is this even about? It didn't even register for me to ask right away. He mentioned something about his truck being found and a vehicle fire. I didn't even absorb 70% of what he said. "He's okay now, right?" "Well, no. He has some pretty severe burns and it's likely he's going to succumb to his injuries."
Well I didn't even believe that.
I didn't even think to ask about what hospital he was in or if I could visit. It didn't cross my mind until much later when the reality of it started to set in. By the time I decided to do that, the visiting hours at the hospital were over. I checked the news repeatedly to see if they updated. I checked his facebook religiously. I found out at about midnight that he didn't make it. Godfuckingdamnit, Sean.
I'm sick to my stomach. He had so much shitty stuff happen to him that he didn't fucking deserve. And it's no one's fault. There's no one to blame. I don't know if that would make it easier or not.
I feel awful for feeling awful. I'm going to have a really hard time coming to terms with this and not blaming myself for not doing more, for not being there as much as I could, for not saying what I could have said. I guess part of me is angry with him as well for not coming to me, for not calling that night.
I swear to God, if there's an afterlife, I'm going to punch him right in his stupid face when I get there.
Anyway, I've been trying to not let it get to me. He would have hated that. He wouldn't even let me pay for my meal that day.
TL;DR - I lost my friend, and he was a pretty good guy.
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