i received a sms frm a long-time "no longer dat close" friend, G. She asked me if "ive heard". anytime some1 starts a conversation wif dat sentence, wif "did you hear abt...", it cant be good. so, i hadnt. i hadnt heard. and... it wasnt good.
so, back to the shockin news. some1 died. a mutual fren, some1's husband, a daddy.
he died. suddenly. almost tragically dead of a very sudden massive heart attack.
i was like, wat!? hes onli, almost young 30ish, abt my age.
as kids we learn to draw pretty hearts as art and as we grew older, we were taught of its importance. we knew it signifies love. yet, in all actual reality, our hearts is nvr pretty, oways bloody and fragil. and if oneday, it decided to stop, decided to clogged, it breaks down and we r screwed. its over. we r done.
many centuries ago, pple dun just die suddenly at tis age. they die alot older..
wat is happenin to us?
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