so i had this buddy for a few years, was real cool with him, he had a house in the neighborhood next to my families so i would go there all the time. he would always buy me alcohol for me and my gf to get wasted, and would always front me anything i wanted, at any hour or day. he really had a pretty big impact on me. he was 6 years older than me, and he had 2 kids. when his girlfriend/kids mother and he broke up, he moved back to his parents really far from here. this was about a year ago. so for this past year i didnt really get to talk or chill with him much, and he was in jail for a while. anyways, about 2 weeks ago i call my voicemail to check it at my crib, and got a message from him telling me he had some xanax on deck and to call him back. this was about 9pm when he left the message. so the other day i google his name to see if he has a facebook or something, and well....i found his obituary. he died the night he called me, of an overdose of that xanax, and vodka. damn. its so weird. hes the first buddy ive ever lost. and i feel so bad for his 2 kids, theyre only 5 and 1.