Here's the thing...I want to feel bad for him. Hell, it's very sad that a young, nice person died. And yes, he was a genuinely nice person. I'm pretty sure if I went up to him, pushed him, told him I fucked his mother, and wanted to fight, he'd be like "nah man, you had to do what you had to do. I hope my mom swallowed for you".

But the problem is, he did it to himself. I'm different than most people on this forum, when it comes to drugs; I'm a nerd with no tolerance for it. He legit ended up getting hepatitis from sharing needles, but continued doing that shit. He also turned into a real bitch towards the end, at one point telling all of us to fuck off because he was in love with a girl he'd never meet. I'd understand if it was a broad down the street from him; I've done that. But it was a fucking Australian hag. So I feel bad he's dead, but fuck him at the same time.