Captain Swing
April 19th, 2008, 15:41
I don't know why I'm posting this, maybe just to do something other than go throw up. I just received a call from my BF telling me that his cousin/roommate/best friend "die already." I don't yet know many details other than that he got drunk and (foolishly) drove his motorbike, getting into a fatal accident. I've known Manop for 8 years, meeting him a year after I first met BF, and considered him more than a friend, almost a surrogate nephew or grandson. For those with dirty minds, our relationship was always strictly Platonic. I am devastated to hear of his death, finding it difficult to believe it's true. I last spoke to him just two weeks ago, when he kept me updated on BF's illness and hospitalization. He was just 23 and worked as a waiter at the Dusit--he was never involved in the boy-bar scene. He was intelligent, kind, respectful, good natured and good hearted. I did know of one flaw--when given the opportunity he drank too much. And now he's dead. As BF said in his message, "I don't know what I can do."
Nobody can do anything, but thanks for letting me get this out.
Nobody can do anything, but thanks for letting me get this out.