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to that one someone, youll know who you are:
remember the first time we met in agriculture? the teacher moved me to your table. and we became instant friends. i hung out with you all the time, followed you like a lost puppy.
remember when we had to work outside in ag, all the hard labor, that you did, while i held your watch?
you became my best friend in 7th grade. the year you moved to florida. Ive never had a friend like you.
remember when you took me to the baseball game? you at so much food, the first time i ever saw you eat, and you molded all of my bracelets, into weird coils.
remember when we went to the movies together, and i forgot my necklace, so you were going to give me the necklace i bought you, but you let me wear the necklace you had been wearing for years.
remember in sewing, when i was so sad, and you tried to cheer me up. all tangled in string, and you said "im a real boy!" made my day that much better.
remember when you started going out with that girl, and i go sooo jealous, i was horrible to her. then when u wanted to break up with her, so you made me call while you were on the other line. you farted and i took the blame.
when you went out with another girl, i had to break up with her for you too, so we said you were gay. then you ratted me out, and i barely talked to her since.
remember when i spent the night at your house for your birthday weekend. and we all went to the beach with the psycho girl you once liked. then we all went to your house and got in the pool.
remember when we went to the bell, and they gave you two orders. the best day of your life.
remember when i came over and you tought me some guitar. but we fucked around almost the whole time. calling that guy fatty. "dont laugh, you might get hungry".
remember when you came over, and wrote the mexican song with me guitar.
and remember when we first started talking, how u used to growl. or how you predicted my future, killing my 32 kids.
you know one time, in the back of my car, when i was tickling you, i kissed your shoulder, and you never noticed.
the saddest part of moving to zephyrhills, was moving away from you. you were my best friend and im not sure what happened with it, it makes me so sad at times. i never get to see you anymore. when i found out i was going to get to see you, i cried. and we didnt even talk.
im sorry for fighting. we fight a lot. but its what friends do.
i hate how you called my boyfriend a fagget, when he didnt deserve it, because he is the best tihng to ever happen to me, and ill protect him with my life, and if it werent for him, i wouldnt have gotten to see you that day. i wish youd apologize for that, like im apologizing for ruining your night.
i miss you so fucking much.
i love you, your my best friend. and im sorry.
remember the first time we met in agriculture? the teacher moved me to your table. and we became instant friends. i hung out with you all the time, followed you like a lost puppy.
remember when we had to work outside in ag, all the hard labor, that you did, while i held your watch?
you became my best friend in 7th grade. the year you moved to florida. Ive never had a friend like you.
remember when you took me to the baseball game? you at so much food, the first time i ever saw you eat, and you molded all of my bracelets, into weird coils.
remember when we went to the movies together, and i forgot my necklace, so you were going to give me the necklace i bought you, but you let me wear the necklace you had been wearing for years.
remember in sewing, when i was so sad, and you tried to cheer me up. all tangled in string, and you said "im a real boy!" made my day that much better.
remember when you started going out with that girl, and i go sooo jealous, i was horrible to her. then when u wanted to break up with her, so you made me call while you were on the other line. you farted and i took the blame.
when you went out with another girl, i had to break up with her for you too, so we said you were gay. then you ratted me out, and i barely talked to her since.
remember when i spent the night at your house for your birthday weekend. and we all went to the beach with the psycho girl you once liked. then we all went to your house and got in the pool.
remember when we went to the bell, and they gave you two orders. the best day of your life.
remember when i came over and you tought me some guitar. but we fucked around almost the whole time. calling that guy fatty. "dont laugh, you might get hungry".
remember when you came over, and wrote the mexican song with me guitar.
and remember when we first started talking, how u used to growl. or how you predicted my future, killing my 32 kids.
you know one time, in the back of my car, when i was tickling you, i kissed your shoulder, and you never noticed.
the saddest part of moving to zephyrhills, was moving away from you. you were my best friend and im not sure what happened with it, it makes me so sad at times. i never get to see you anymore. when i found out i was going to get to see you, i cried. and we didnt even talk.
im sorry for fighting. we fight a lot. but its what friends do.
i hate how you called my boyfriend a fagget, when he didnt deserve it, because he is the best tihng to ever happen to me, and ill protect him with my life, and if it werent for him, i wouldnt have gotten to see you that day. i wish youd apologize for that, like im apologizing for ruining your night.
i miss you so fucking much.
i love you, your my best friend. and im sorry.