It really hit me last night, that you’re leaving. I still can’t believe it, it’ll be the hardest thing for me to fully accept. I had so much to say to you last night, but I honestly couldn’t even look at you. Stupid, but I didn’t want you to see me cry haha.

Jaron the Prestige Castro hahahaha. My brother, my best friend, my dark side, my nigga. I’m writing this on tumblr cause like I said I had so much to say to you that I simply couldn’t say in person, so yeah secretly I’m hoping you see this. J you already know we’ve been niggas since forever. Back to your fat boy days when we used to walk around Paramus, when I lost your glasses, when I made fun of you for doing your homework at lunch, all that shit. I remember when you called me stupid by telling Matt Orefice to whisper it to me on the bus lol. We used to chill so hard by my pool just jammin to Confessions, you let me have Suit and you kept Sweat haha (Nelly’s albums). Your basement where we witnessed Toby straight up poop on the carpet, connected like 5 beds so we can Greco on it, and played that Star Wars game that for some reason was so good for just that night haha. I remember our little phase we had with Kevin, and how we were trying to main him. I remember telling you how much I wanted Takashi’s and then your bitch ass came into school with them one day. I can remember every girl you got with, probably how you got with em and why hahaha. I’ll never forget the day you first smoked, and how I was mad disappointed lol. I remember swooning girls at YFC meetings by serenading them on that wall. So many memories through the years that I can seriously go on forever. I’m getting all nostalgic cause if I had known that graduating meant separating, then I would’ve definitely prepared more for this.

All I could think about on the drive home last night was how things will never be the same. I can’t just hit you up to chill anymore, I can’t walk to you house to wake you up, I can’t ask you to go to some party with me, I can’t sleepover when I’m too drunk, I can’t use you as an excuse for why my car smells like cigarettes, all that. I’m so used to being able to hit you up whenever I want, and I know your either working sleeping or at home, any of which I could easily pull through and chill with you real fast. I hate that you live so close to me cause you already know I pass your house every time I’m getting on parkway, and it’s gonna be an eerie feeling knowing that you won’t be there anymore. Yeah Yeah you’re coming back in December for like a month but like I said, it’ll be different. You’ll come back, tell us about your trip, we’ll tell you what we’ve been doing, then it’ll be another “see you soon.” Shit wasn’t suppose to be like that. We were all suppose to dorm together, graduate same time, open up TBP Bar & Grill, and be mad successful. You weren’t suppose to move to the Philippines. But you are, and I hate thinking about it.

For those who don’t know, Jaron is the kid I pretty much grew up with. The default crew has always been me Jaron Brian Julius. But it’s undeniable that me and Jaron have always been mad close. He was always my dark side, when he wanted to fight I wanted to chill, when he wanted to smoke I wanted to sleep, when he wanted to hit a strip club, I wanted to go to Applebees. Jaron taught me how to just be chill haha, whenever I was stressing he was the best person to just be like, “nah son chill” and I can’t even begin to tell you how many of those I’ve gotten. We had this thing happen to us in the past, over a girl, and it was so easy for me to drop him haha. My cousins, my brother, everybody was like either fight him or stop talking to him, but instead I forgave him. It was the best decision of my life, cause I wouldn’t missed out on so much. Because of that, and just that, I learned how to be a forgiving person cause I witnessed the benefits of being able to say sorry. You get a best friend out of it, someone you can call your brother, someone you know that when you’re old and have kids, you’re gonna be taking them to Uncle Jaron’s house. Jaron has taught me so much, I doubt he realizes it.

Since this is getting kind of long, I’ll start to wrap it up. Things will be different without you J, and everybody’s gonna miss you for sure. But I’ll miss you a lot dude, you know I will. Like I said in the beginning, you’re nothing short of a brother to me, and I hate to see you go, but I know it’s what you gotta do. Remember what I said last night, don’t wear too much supreme or undftd, they’ll jump your ass, focus on school and don’t get with too many bitches, don’t drink the water that shit’ll get you sick, and lastly, don’t for a second forget your boys back home, cause you know we’ll all be waiting for you to get back. TBP till forever, take care J.