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I celebrated Julian's 12th anniversary with little event or problems.
Some days I think of him once or twice, and I go about with my job, life, etc.
Other days there's nothing else I can think about.
I lost everything I cherished on November 28th, 1996.
12 fucking years, and I cannot let go, or find consolation.
I miss my brother, and I want him back.
Some days I think of him once or twice, and I go about with my job, life, etc.
Other days there's nothing else I can think about.
I lost everything I cherished on November 28th, 1996.
12 fucking years, and I cannot let go, or find consolation.
I miss my brother, and I want him back.