Jason R. Block

Now i understand why i could never find you. I'm so sorry, Jason. The last time i saw you, you'd shown up in the middle of the night, missing your shirt and covered in blood. I cleaned your cuts and set you up on the sofa as you told me I was the only normal person you knew. You were gone when I woke up and I never heard from you again. I see now how out of control your life was and I know that you tried really hard to make a living...but once you've been in trouble, it seems to always...