How I found out:

(Text conversation)
Best friend: Hey Bud.
Me: Hey what up, ho?
Bf: I gotta tell you something, but I want you be calm.
Me: what's up? You better not being dying xD
Bf: you alone?
Me: yeah, why? What's wrong?
Bf: Corey Monteith is dead
Me: why? What'd he do?
Bf: no. He's really dead
Me: you're joking, right? Are you serious?
Bf: would I joke about this?
Me:...no. Let me check online
Me: Oh, shit. OH, SHIT! AAHHHHH!
Bf: I know, I'm so sorry, Bud.
Me: this is unfair. I gotta go, my nose is bleeding from crying so hard
Bf: okay, night. I'm so sorry. I know how much you looked up to him
Me: I'm sorry I gtg night, buddy. Ttyl

Well, that's how I found out at like 1 am. Am I the only one one who see's how f***ed up this is? Someone as nice and genuine as him just torn from life over a mistake? Like what the hell? I looked up to that guy. He was so funny and inspirational to troubled teens. He taught me that life actually does get better. He never took advantage of his fame and was always so nice and always smiling. When Jane Lynch said on Jay Leno that he once flew across the country to visit a sick with his on money because that was the kids last wish, made me sick. All I could think about was Lea, his family, the cast, how they were all coping with this. It wasn't until I heard his story about he turned his life around that I did the same to mine. I was that kid that always said, "f*** everything" and would just skip class to hang with friends. I hated my teachers. They look down on us and think they're better than us just because they no more than us on ONE subject. I always hated that. Then, I heard about Cory. I thought, "he was the same way and look where he is now." How even after all that, he was always smiling and making people laugh. I respected that and aspired to be more like him. He didn't see himself as better than everyone and I thought that was really cool. The thought of him dying because of him going back to his old ways made me sick. I'm not gonna let him 'die', though. "Love is how you stay alive even after you're gone" ~Cory Monteith. I'm not going to see him as the guy who relapsed from glee because he doesn't deserve that. I'll always remember him as the guy who turned his life around and who was always making people laugh. The guy who inspired others and never said a bad thing about anybody. The guy who, after everything, made people laugh and smile and put others before himself. He wasn't perfect, he had a couple of demons, but don't we all? I'm sorry that he saved my life, but I couldn't save his. I'm sorry that I never had the chance to meet my hero and tell him much he meant to me. I will always regret that. But I'm not going to let that happen anymore. I may be sad, but I'll just remember how he's in a much better place. I'll tell people more how much they mean to me and do it with a smile on my face. I'm not going to live one day unlived, just like he did. At least, he's okay now. I don't want to remember him with the tears he left when he died, but with the laughs and smiles when lived.
Rest easy, big guy. You will not be forgotten.