we can only hope for better places.
as i'm sure many people know
we lost an amazing person on wednesday.
i lost one of my best friends.
someone that i grew up with
someone that i was with everyday for pressing two years
inseperable.
there were three of us.
jade, shamus, and myself.
we were partners in crime.
i am so flooded with memories.
flooded with
that night at ian's house where i introduced him and missy
the countless nights at the metric house
halloween '03 with us changing in my car-him wearing a pink spandex skirt
driving to st. cloud and his car breaking down
the night we saw a horrible car accident, got out of our car, picked up the wreckage and went to plan b., sitting on the low-rider for hours listening to CASH
introducing him to lifter puller in my car
introducing him to murder city devils.
the two infamous weekends: first i was his sober cab, ending in my parents basement
and the second him driving me from the metric house to his parents basement
the countless nights at plan b, just the two of us drinking coffee and smoking all night long
our lunch breaks at arts high where he would get onion bagels.
the fact that he was lactose intollerant and i would slip in jokes about it as much as possible.
the wop at his house
the day we finally got him to cut his hair in the summer of '03
resulting with the nickname of "johnny-goo"
our first cigarettes together in the parkinglot
the countless christmas presents we gave and received from eachother.
i lost one of my dearest friends.
one who will never be replaced.
nothing, nobody can replace such a wonderful being.
shamus, i didn't tell you enough how much i love you.
or maybe i did.
and we probably just wrote it off and laughed.
we lost an amazing person on wednesday.
i lost one of my best friends.
someone that i grew up with
someone that i was with everyday for pressing two years
inseperable.
there were three of us.
jade, shamus, and myself.
we were partners in crime.
i am so flooded with memories.
flooded with
that night at ian's house where i introduced him and missy
the countless nights at the metric house
halloween '03 with us changing in my car-him wearing a pink spandex skirt
driving to st. cloud and his car breaking down
the night we saw a horrible car accident, got out of our car, picked up the wreckage and went to plan b., sitting on the low-rider for hours listening to CASH
introducing him to lifter puller in my car
introducing him to murder city devils.
the two infamous weekends: first i was his sober cab, ending in my parents basement
and the second him driving me from the metric house to his parents basement
the countless nights at plan b, just the two of us drinking coffee and smoking all night long
our lunch breaks at arts high where he would get onion bagels.
the fact that he was lactose intollerant and i would slip in jokes about it as much as possible.
the wop at his house
the day we finally got him to cut his hair in the summer of '03
resulting with the nickname of "johnny-goo"
our first cigarettes together in the parkinglot
the countless christmas presents we gave and received from eachother.
i lost one of my dearest friends.
one who will never be replaced.
nothing, nobody can replace such a wonderful being.
shamus, i didn't tell you enough how much i love you.
or maybe i did.
and we probably just wrote it off and laughed.