May 5th 1988-December 20th 2007
My greatest regret is not keeping in touch with you over the years. We were so close in high school, then we drifted away, we'd talk everyonce in awhile, but that really wasn't enough. I never knew how much you meant to me until you were taken away.
You taught me how to suck helium from a balloon.
You got me into metal and hard rock.
We got in trouble for playing cards during lunch.
We made that empty bottle of Mt. Dew into a new enterprise, p***s juice! I never laughed so hard when you made that funny voice and tried to advertise it.
We were there for each other when guys were dicks to us.
I really miss you, my mexican midget. Now you're somewhere in the afterlife, partying with Dimebag Darrell and John Belushi. I hope I see you again.
 Neo-Generation Hippie · Sun Dec 23, 2007 @ 05:36am · 0 Comments |
