Him and I became so close this year. He was so happy when he found out I finally had a girlfriend. We were going to go to vegas in six days and drive to California and meet "Soar (691123)" one of some of my closest friends in my life. Literally my brothers. He didn’t want to tell anyone that he was going to die in three days. He told four people and that was it. He told me he wanted a little brother and that was why we were going to Vegas to spend more time together. He was going to treat me to every single thing I probably ever want and now we can’t go to Vegas together. His phone is being shut off later today by his brother. It’s a phone number I can still message but I won’t ever receive a reply. He helped me when I had no idea what the hell was wrong with my computer. He gave so much to so many other people, including a lot of my friend group, and I guess the worst happens to the best. He wanted me to be happy before he passed and I truly was. This sadness will pass soon enough and I’m going to be happy. It just is absolutely miserable that I will never be able to type to him again and expect a reply, or be able to see his face on FaceTime or ever get to meet him. May he rest in peace and his spirit accompany those who have known him.