http://www.timeswv.com/obituaries/dustin-wilson/article_602c0f48-300f-11e5-a99b-6ff74b3e738e.html

been trying to keep the good times in my mind about dustin, trying not to think of all his turmoil and struggles but his goofiness and generally light hearted attitude. that man had a huge heart, shame the darkness took him over all these years

i know there was nothing we could do to help him anymore and he seemed destined to do this. i just can't accept it, not now

Last edited by unhallowed (7/22/2015 6:58 am)

i can see their decision in a private funeral. i think it's more to protect cody from certain people

can't beat yourself up over that. he seemed happier and healthier than i seen him in a long time last week. i asked him if he wanted to go on a kayak soon and he was excited about going, he had a blast last time. it was good to see him be gunuinely happy then, i will always remember that. whatever caused him to finally go through with it happened recently, no one seen it coming because it his nature to get drunk and get depressed. i don't think i want to know why now, i know the big picture, knowing what happened isn't going to make me feel better about any of this

i went out on the water today listening to his favorite albums, thinking he could have been there too, and it really hit me hard, i know hes gone and it's hard to know that

Fuck I can't do alcohol at all anymore. Feeling buzzed for a couple hours isn't worth feeling like shit for a whole day. Shame, I use to enjoy beer so much, but I'm done.

I'd probably feel a whole lot better if I had gotten more sleep. After you left I heard that cunt screaming on the water, then I fall back to sleep and she's smashing wood with the axe literally 4 feet from my tent. Even had one branch she threw into my tent . She just does not give a fuck.  Hope he doesn't impregnate that. If he does, he needs to spousal abuse some fucking manners into her.