One of my best friends died yesterday. The last message I sent him was when are you coming over. I was supposed to see him last night.
the impact he had on us as individuals and on the group as a whole can’t be described. i can’t verbalize it anymore than i have, but what he shared was love in all and every infinite sense of the word. we miss you so much, isaiah. we hope you’re doing lines off the ghost of yeezus’s back or something wild. we love you. rest in paradise.