AAARRRGGGGHHH!

It hurts so much.
The pain will never go away.

Longing for someone is like being clostrophobic.
You're stuck in a room with no doors no windows, NO way to get out.
Because he's never going to come back.
TRY and wrap your head around that.
Took me 4 years to be able to put that into words.

And theres about 2934872398742 different other ways i feel about my brother being murdered to put into words.

Today is 7th July 2010. 5 years since the london bombings.
Today is shit. The day i lost phil, big brother.
My amazing big brother. We had plans, and they were taken away from us!!!