dude....when i first met jason he was simply cowboy.. he and nick were a couple, and as much i love nick, i really didnt care for jason...
and as much as he tried to be my friend i wasnt having it.. i was polite.. and friendly enough.. just not interested in his friendship.. i avoided him and hoped that he would figure it out.. nope.. i saw him twice last year.. at the rally for gay marriage and again later in the year (prolly late november or early december) in front of my apartment.. apparently he was friends with a few of my neighbors... he saw me before i could disappear, and well that was 15 minutes of my life i knew id never get back...
cowboy lived fast... recently he was homeless.. i know, right? i didnt even know.. i hadnt really thought about him since nick came to see me in april...
i learned today that jason was fatally beaten in a fight near a homeless camp not far from my apartment last week..
i say fatally cause hes in a coma and not expected to live... he has died from his injuries... rest. in. peace..
there was a vigil for him last night.. i didnt go.. i had plans... fail..
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i prolly should call nick..
boys.dont.cry.
peace be with you jason.. cowboy..
~ david
