- StumbleUpon. It Happened to Me: My Boyfriend Died. He drank Mountain Dew Code Red. His favorite piece of clothing was a Dallas Cowboys T-shirt, because he was born in Texas. He used American Crew hair gel. On special occasions, he smelled like Drakkar Noir, a gift from a high-school girlfriend he couldn’t completely give up. His phone number had lots of 2s in it. He drove a red convertible. He died on his 26th birthday. These are the pieces of a life, and a love, you won’t find in an obituary. At 22, I was a nervous, anxious wreck. And so it came to pass that in March 1999, I met a very beautiful boy with black hair and blue eyes underneath the Macy’s men’s store sign on the corner of 34th Street and Seventh Avenue. He called the next day. Greg refused to take life too seriously.
A few months after we began dating, I found out he was sick. That’s a lot to process, I said. You can break up with me, he said. It was a deal. A few weeks later, I couldn’t reach him on the phone. And things were better. Greg and I didn’t have a lot of time. Nerdy Dirty - Illustrations for Nerds in Love on the Behance Network - StumbleUpon. - StumbleUpon. Glass Harp Beauty - StumbleUpon.