It’s been 3 years now and I still miss my best friend Marky. I’ve never showed these messages to anyone before, and I’m sure they’d explain a lot to Marky’s family, but I didn’t want to make it about me. The amount of respect I had had for him was always high, but it skyrocketed immeasurably after this day. He showed me what it means to be a man of your word, and to take life as it comes at you, for better or worse. The morning after these last texts, he was found dead. I’ll always love you, Mark.












