Grief / Handcuffs / Good Man
Hi internet, thanks for clicking. I’ve been a fan for a while, and I always promised myself that my love for Brand New would never be interrupted by a bad event. You know, like when you eat too much (pimento cheese) and throw up? Then you can never eat (pimento cheese) again.
Anyways, one of my closest friends and the father of my child died. And I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to listen to Brand New again. Corey was indestructible and untouchable, until he wasn’t. Whether he was trying to be a better man (father) or even a good man or not, we will never know.
To know Corey was to both love and hate him; but never really him, just the choices he made. I would Google him periodically when he’d disappear just to check that he was alive. Now, I don’t need to.
I should invest in a journal, or even a hobby. Corey would be so mad to know that it took him dying for me to develop a hobby. Maybe I should, it would be funny.
Anyways , thanks for reading, hug your Corey’s tight, don’t do drugs, and try to go to the doctor when you don’t feel good.