i just woke up.
i dreamt william died.
i literally woke up with tears streaming down my face.
i just ran downstairs and hugged my mum.
i dont know what made me dream of this.
its jorrible.
i don't give a fuck if this sounds me.
its seriously depressing to imagine william gone.
it freaks me out to imagine waking up 1 day and realising that he's gone.
i've known him for 5 years already.
ever since sec 1.
we were both in scouts.
i rmb the childish days when we both used to play wwf cards together and such.
i rmb how we all LOVED wrestling then...
this dream made me realise that i should treasure him as a friend and as a brother.
it made me realise how much i was taking him for granted.
thank you william.
you're always here when i need you.
even when i have to borrow your phone at odd hours of the night because mine died.
thank you man.
for always being there for me.