Yesterday my friend was skate boarding in his neighborhood and fell badly. I don't know exact details, but most people say he fell 20 feet and cracked his skull wide open. He went into a coma and has been in the ICU since then on life support, and even if he makes it out he won't be the same at all. His parents made the decision to pull the plug. I visited him today while he was still on support. I'm not one to show emotions, but today was the first time I've cried in years. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done, it's still hard to accept that he's gone. We were suppose to hang out on Friday and smoke some weed, but now I'll never be able to do that. He was suppose to get his car at the end of the month too. He was an amazing friend. People all over facebook are making statuses dedicated to him, even some saying they didn't even know him. He was an amazing kid who was fucking hilarious and I've never had one bad experience with him. I'd only known him for about three years, but he was the one person I felt I could spend days with. R.I.P. Heath Eiland, you were an amazing friend.