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Greenlighter
Jim loved this place so much. A lot o you had a large impact on him.
He was the silliest most confident most amazing handsome guy I've ever known. Him passing has destroyed me inside.
I'll let you guys know how this happened ONLY so you guys don't make the same fucking mistake he did.
As you guys know, Jim loved his dope. And me. And music. But I don't think you guys know that he had some irrational fear of getting medical attention. He used a spot to hit he should have quit using forever ago even when this shit was muscle deep. I pleaded w him told him he'd get an infection end up like his dad etc he never fucking listened.
Anyway this thing actually closed up but the damage was done. We thought he had the flu for a bit, he got better, went to work, etc. but then he got a cough. He got skinny as fuck and I was so worried. I told him he should see a doctor 10x s day but he kept saying I feel better I'm fine just have to sleep. Turns out he had a mrsa infection in his heart. That spread to his lungs. It was too late. It turned my strong man into a shell. It was the most devastating thing ever having the conversation w a doctor about whether I wanted to continue oxygen tube and revive him if his heart stopped or let him go peacefully. I knew he would've wanted the latter. They told me he wasn't going to get better. His lungs were destroyed. :'(
Jim wasn't afraid to die. But now I wish he were. He always thought he'd be fine. For years he always did this and let shit get out of control before taking action
BL don't make this mistake. PLEASE! If it can kill my baby it can kill anyone![]()
This makes me so sad to read. I don't ever wanna believe he's gone. I know how much Jim loved you because he told me. I'm so sorry you're going through this. I'm sure you have no shortage of people near you who are there to help, but I'm also available to talk, share memories, give support, whatever you need. I live within an hour of you, so if you, his family, or anybody else needs anything from me, please reach out and I'd be happy to help in any way I can. You can PM me if you need my cell phone number. I genuinely mean it, too. Anything anyone needs, I'm here for you guys.

He took me in when I was carrying my clothes around in a trash bag, reading The Brothers Karamazov on his porch, having had to leave the bedbug-infested apartment I had previously been able to crash at. I was welcome absolutely nowhere, including my parents' home (for good reason), and axl's house was the last idea I had. He and his brother and everyone else there were extremely kind to me, letting me stay at their house when they were out of town in exchange for cleaning the place up a bit. I shudder to think what could've(would've) happened if I were forced to take up residence on the streets For Real, I definitely would not be in the spot I am in today. He was one of the kindest, and if you looked beneath the boisterous puppy-like demeanor SMARTEST dudes I ever had the pleasure of knowing. AND a great drummer to boot. His passing is a shock and an immeasurable loss to the world. I am sorry to and for all who knew him. Before his time, unfair. The world is cruel, and "Jim Possible" was not. I 'm sorry Claire, I never got to meet you but i'm sure you are great. He was such a great dude. He always used to hit on his legs, h iding due to his shame and I know how stubborn he could be. This is my second Ohio friend to die this year from dope or dope related things.
This is truly how he was to everyone all the time. That's awesome that he did that for you and awesome of you for sharing that. The first time I ever hung out with him, my car got towed while I was staying overnight. We found out the next morning and he took me to find my car. Found out the place only took cash, which I didn't have, and he gave me the money to get my car out of impound. That kind of generosity was routine from him. He just took care of people. Such a genuine dude.
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