2022-03-13 at 6:39 AM UTC
Fonaplats
victim of incest
[daylong jump-start that nome]
The year is 2018.
Barack Obama is president.
The job market sucks dick.
And drugs are easy to get.
Travis and I grew up in the same town and went to the same schools for our entire lives but never had hung out, much less spoke to one another.
Shortly after graduating highschool I went to a party at his house. I wasn't personally invited but tagged along with someone who was.
Apparently while I was there I got wasted, picked up a big wooden stake and started prodding some guy with it and Travis took notice thinking it was funny as fuck probably because Im not a very big guy and he is, so seeing some smaller dude just harassing someone with a big wooden stick was funny to him.
Next thing I know we were doing everything together. For a short while I even lived with him.
I'll admit it was good times back then for what those times were.
Both of us were the same age and in similar boats with way too much time on out hands and neither of us had direction even if we had a fucking compass.
We partied a lot and a lot of the times pretty hard. I can't imagine showing up to someones house now with a case of air duster and a 5 gallon communal puke bucket and call it a party but back then it was.
Travis was also the first person I ever did heroin with and probably vise versa. It wasnt any more of a thought than "how can us dumb kids make ourselves feel good today".
This didn't last very long. Maybe a year. He was with the girl of his dreams and at some point he moved to Florida. I saw him again maybe 9 or 10 years ago when he came back but it was just a visit.
Some shitty shit happened and his girl got murdered up here leaving him a widowed father and since then Id only hear from him maybe once a year around the time that happened.
Fast forward to tonight and I get a facetime call from him.
His camera connected and all I saw was half his face.
He asked "can you see my good side?"
I said "yes" not even sure what the hell he was talking about.
Then he brought the other side of his head into view and it was like when Bill Krozby would cam up after crashing his bicycle but easily 10 times worse.
I wasn't even sure if he had 2 eyes or not and the only thing covering the mass of swollen black and blue flesh was a thick layer of dried blood.
Apparently Florida went bust for him and he is moving back to Dayton in 2 weeks. He called seemingly more concerned with making sure he still had a friend somewhere than anything else.
At this point in the conversation my head was spinning and I was trying my best to comprehend what he was telling me.
Yes, I absolutely did plan on meeting up with him again but I pictured it being in Florida and more of a stopped to visit type of situation. Now he is telling me that he hopes we can hang out again and go fishing and fuck around on cars and shit.
Im worried he will come up thinking we will be into the same dumb shit we use to do.
His 8 year old daughter might keep him straight, idk...
Haven't seen the guy since before that happened.
He already said he cant go back to that way of life again.
All i know for sure is I am not willing to trade any of what I finally got going for me now for any reason.
Regardless, I'm giving him the benefit of the unknown and will be meeting him again in 2 weeks when he arrives.
He said he needs some help getting situated back into town and finding work but mainly it sounded like he didn't want to find himself here again only to learn that everyone is dead or gone.
Truthfully, in my life and probably his too, they are except for just us.
I'd liken it to a plane crash or something were just everyone you know dies really fast and for whatever reason there's just you and maybe 1 other both thinking "wtf was that" anytime you ever look back on it.
I never tried putting this puzzle together to figure out what happened or what went wrong. I shelved it and hadn't planned on opening the box again.
Now shits up there in my head vibrating around like Jumanji and I guess I need to make my next move.
User was banned for saying the taboo phrase "waste"!
2022-03-13 at 8:24 AM UTC
it took 2 years and a fucking brandon president to make him say waste. The state of the world folx at least at the start of the covid we had hope. What do we have now?
2022-03-13 at 10:29 AM UTC
Isn't Travis the name of a monkey that brutally attacked a woman, dismembering her face and eating off her hands?
