i've given into the dark side and decided to do what everyone else is doing. leave your name and i'll write about what reminds me of you and/or our best time(s) together. come on, get to work.
the night i met you when you gave me a ride to Seneca. i thought you were going to be a dickhead the minute i got into your car. uh...when you, me, josh and your brother did that crazy metal thing and raised hell in your bonus room. making like 7 laps around the mall going to all of the hat stores trying to decide who to buy a new fitted from. hahaha, and the night we came up with the "axe in your head, now you're dead" line outside of starbucks while also talking about you having sex with you-know-who while there were some old women like 8 feet away giving us dirty looks (i dont think you saw them, i know i did).
haha. no i didnt see the old women, but i saw some freaky guy is his car listening intently and staring at me the whole time. man, was i uncomfortable.
every time i've gone to the promenade or gone past it in the car and told everyone in the car "emma's there dude, 20 bucks says she's there". constantly trying to get you not to smoke anymore but to no avail. there's probably like 09532094809 more, i just cant remember them.
that secret mission in cambodia, wait, i'm not allowed to talk about that. i remember almost falling asleep in your lap at dakota's one night when you were over there. meeting you at the Divisional Media show. and telling dakota to say 'i love you' to you because he wanted to but was scared and if he didnt i was going to bop him on the head.
wrestling yar fleet of dragons. when you brought tim and will over and just sat in my driveway and watched us skate and we said nothing to one another. when you took me to my open house and were pretty much my mom. and you walked in my house and saw my dog and you thought his name was Taco. and my english teacher saying "i'm not going to shake your hand" and you were like "WHAT THE FUCK!". talking to you about 12 Inch and feeling gay about it in the process.
going over to your house and dancing. screaming the thong song and all sorts of Top 40 shit on your karoke machine. looking at books in Barnes and Noble and talking about how we were fucking awesome because we read for fun.
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i miss you baby girl.
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I liked when your mom offered me a lint brush. And I tried vanilla coke for the first time. Then hear you say scream. Holy shit.
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"NICK! HEY!"
"HEY! GO FUCK YOURSELF!"
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