I keep seeing him walking from the station with his heavy rucksack and getting in the car to come home.
And what will he want? I refuse to let the bad dominate.
Hi Beck and welcome of our group here.
He died due to an drug overdose, and unfortunately I watched him take his last breath.
He was my purpose in life, my rock, my everything.
I climbed through a window and went to my bedroom and saw his bedroom door was closed and I could see some blue rope.