I bet he got addicted to meth. We used to be butt buddies...I just texted him. Here's the convo:

Me: You still alive? This still your number? If so, happy birthday bitch.
Him: Who r u?
Him: How do you know its my b day?
Me: It's RB you faggot.
Him: Ryan?
Me: Yes.
(he calls, I can't answer at work)
Me: Can't talk at work, whatchu up to?
Him: Where do you work?
Me: [insert company here] It hasn't been that long, has it? You on drugs or something?