Ive been sending money and visiting him every other month for the past 12 years.. at first we talked a lot but as years go by, I find myself having less and less things to talk about. Thats the sad part.. im not going to talk about the girls I fucked or the places ive been to cuz its only going to make him feel like shit. We usually talk about family and how much fun we had back in high school.
I used to act as the second son to his mom but she passed away of heart attack away few years after her son got incarcerated.. it was probably from stress..
He has two younger sisters who are close to my sister so ive been watching over them like my own...
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