!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DO this!
if you read this,
even if i don't speak to you often,
post a memory of me.
it can be anything you want, it can be good or bad
just so long as it happened.
(then, post this to your journal.
see what people remember about you)
if you read this,
even if i don't speak to you often,
post a memory of me.
it can be anything you want, it can be good or bad
just so long as it happened.
(then, post this to your journal.
see what people remember about you)
I remember canoing around smoking a bong and having a picnic.
I remember all the numerous parties and trips to mill pond.
I remember tripping face and living in a blanket surrounded by an endless amount of backseats of vehicles.
I remember jamming out in the bus house as a ploy to go outside and rip the bong.
I remember the never ending bowl and all the silly art projects we made together.
I remember getting suspended together and geeking over the fact that we got a ten day vacation. I remember all the rumors of lesbianism and coke snorting.
I remember Dennys... well, I don't REALLY remember Dennys but I know it happened.
I remember how we fought about stupid shit, and it didn't matter a few hours after.
I remember the first time you kissed me in the courtyard when you were brushing your teeth.
I remember skippin' school just to get coffee and hang out at my house all day.
I remember getting kicked of McDonalds on a regular basis.
I can't exactly remember all the memories we have made with each other, whether it was the drugs and alcohol I am not sure or its just that fact that there were oh-so-many of them.
Things are different now though, who knows if they will ever be the same. I called and left a detailed message of what I think, if you even give a fuck call back. At least do it for the sake of all the memories that we DO share whether or not you may like it anymore.
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i never want shit to come between us because we weren't even involved in it.
I wanna keep makin memories because I can't evenlisten to the brews or the decline or dinosaurs will die anymore without feeling lost because i have nobody to rock out with.
nobody rocks out like we do
I was so happy when you called me I almost cried
i thought that you were changing and didnt want those kind of memories anymore, i thought you were just letting go of the boon-dock fun. I thought maybe it wasn't good enough anymore.
and it hurt so much man, i thought about it every day. I've cried cause i missed you, and hoped maybe you missed me too. I didn't know what to think.
i really don't want things to change...and i definitly do give SO much of a fuck man.
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<3
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