It’s
hard to think of anyone else that I’ve known that has reached out to as many
people as you, brother.
It’s
hard for me to think of anyone else who could make his group of friends feel
invincible.
You made us realized the world was ours for the taking.
You
were behind us all the way.
Armed
to the teeth and ready to fuck up anything that stood in our way, you were the
brother we could put our faith into and draw strength from.
All your
talks taught me so much.
Every
day I was around you I learned something.
How
to stand up for myself.
How
to think for myself.
How
to disregard what others thought, and to have the ability to know what was
right for me.
It’s
hard for me to write this, wishing you were still here.
Wishing
I could shoot you a text or an instant message and have you pull me out of some
dark pit, or to kick me in the ass and get me motivated enough to change what
didn’t make me happy.
On
this earth you brought us together, and now that you’re gone the only option we
have is to grow stronger and smarter and to continually better ourselves.
Thank
you, brother.
I’ll
see you on the other side.
RIP
Aaron Armour, 1985-2012
