so its like this....2 years ago, 3 of my youngest friends (16-17) came and tried stealing the weed i had growing in my yard,the idiots couldn`t even do that properly,most of the premature buds fell back into the bushes. it did more damage more than anything else.at the time i had my suspicions,but you dont really go accusing your mates,so any way a mutual friend told me it was them,i was pissed right off!!! all the kindness and things i used to do for them.so we were at war,me against these 3,i beat two of them and the 3rd went to jail for some other dick head crime,ive still yet to see him.Anyways one of the lads,Higgins we were quite close at one point,he lived with me and my mrs and daughter.he came clubbin for the 1st time with me,done his 1st E with me and i kept him safe,done his 1st trip mith me ect ect.im gonna add THESE WERE ALL DECISIONS HIM SELF.i was just there for him.so the thing is Higgins died last week,he died from sucking butane gas on his own at the age of 20.when i 1st heard ive gotta says that i was initially pleased,i was determined i was gonna stick to my guns he was no longer a friend but a foe?.but now i look on various sites and theres pics of me and him,certain drum and bass tracks we both owned remind me of him.do i forgive?
