it's all over now. cloe your eyes and hope for something new. something better.
I'll always remember everything. Three musketeers. though towards the end of our friendship I started to not to like you... just one of you actually. but I still cherish the good times we had. like the time on the beach we all watched the moon come up. we got so fucking wasted you or I lost your weed somewhere in the sand when the beach police came. god that full moon was so beautiful. or all the times I stole my own car picked you guys up and busted missions to the valley or wherever seemed fun at the time all high shivering and smashed. when you showed up at my graduation with the bottle liquor from the night before because I told you I was nervous. I thought what the fuck are friends for and I have good ones. good times. I learned so much from the both of you. I became this risk taking, stand up for myself, radical person. you guys were there when I really fucking needed you. Do you remember the times you and I would get so HIGH we couldn't stand and make dumb ass bets? or the drinking games. to this day i can still out drink you. thats right i said it. Now do you remember the times we went to barnes and nobles with no money and came out with all the books you needed for class. Now we must all go our separate ways and live our different lives. three different places. three different directions in life. and I'll always remember everything