5 years strong.

Dear Danny:

ooh, hey mami, how you doin, who you doin girl? they got you looking straight up delicious. you makin gold diggin cool again! remember meeting for the first time and you hated me because i hung out with the “wrong crowd” tripping me in the hallway but i don’t remember. me just never remembering anything. always making you go first because if i go first “you forgot” sneaking out while your mom was on the back porch, smoking, and jacob coming out and i remember we booked it down the road and we were so bummed walking back. then in the second attempt i fell in that sticker bush with my legs up in the air and you pissing your pants. playing ding dong ditch with cody, mike, and brenden and cody ran off and you guys left me when that old guy came out with his carona boxers on. playing duck duck goose in portland. climbing elephants. “i can quote walt whitman” “can you quote the bible? ” calling you every night when i lived in california. saying or singing something at the same exact moment and then going “ohhhhkay.” “siiiiiisssttterrrss!” when we hung out with brad the first time and he chugged that beer and i thought he was soo fucccking cool. every time we laugh it’s always exact and it always freaks everybody out. you hogging my ipod and cellphone everyday. “i love thisss songgg” writing notes and leaving it in our lockers. our notebook back and forth. you having to hold me back when i was going to kick brittaney’s ass. blacking out and waking up next to dog shit in orchards park. getting sent to 501 for stupid shit. walking up to john the security guard with chew in my mouth. the looks we give each other and we just know! “You don’t even KNOW!” you know it’s so true..it’s funny because it’s true…that’s why it’s funny because it’s true..hence, funny. ”why the fuck did you die your fur white? oh hell no mama i know you ain’t gunna bottle me about this you mixed ass bitch.” stealing pumpkins from albertsons and letting them rot in your trunk. when your grandma found that jumbo pack of condoms in your trunk and you told her they were jacobs. IOU’s to fred meyers when we get rich and famous. staying up to watch the sunrises at wintler and beaches and the skate park and then coming home and walking libby and perla around your farm. “i’m gunna delete you from my myspace.” and “what the fuck is she wearing?” wolfie <3’s birdie. SUCK MY DICK! FAGGOT! MAN! MAN! PERLLLAAAH! CHIIICCCKKEEEN! vagina talks and james being the only boy allowed in them. butt sanitizer, crappers in cars, what if everything was edible? and what if everything rolled? cutting the exact same night. “are you even listening? yeah something about note cards” 2am taco bell runs when we’re suppose to be on diets. going for the throat at shows. “make sure you let these ladies back in” at bmth and everyone staring at us like we were somebody. totally thinking we were going to get raped in seattle and that hot guy ready to jump to the rescue. meeting landon for the first time and being twat swatted. hitting on you all the time just cos i haven’t been laid in a while. your mom getting paranoid when we’re alone in the living room together..with the lights turned off..and it’s quiet. carrying a broken knife in your purse so if you stab someone you cut yourself too, so jacob attached a fishing wire on it so you can swing!! all those dead bodies in the trunk. slashing tires, and wrapping toilet paper and saran wrap around chrises van, then leaving pumpkins in his yard, and the whole time it was brad’s truck we fucked up. dodging miss parker. “they said they were gunna jump me and throw me in the trash can.” “hi, i’m gaping vagina.” stealing the beach key. and the beach house always bringing everyone closer. “that’s why we’re biffs.” needy and jennifer. sally and gillian. ying and yang. fire and water. the moon and sun. leo and cancer. “you fucking would.” wintler walks. eating bark at lucia falls. shitting ourselves in alli’s car. “you’re not hardcaore, unless you live hardcore.” bustin caps with my nine! talking and talking and talking!!! ”what the fuck did you just say to me mama? what the fuck did you just say to me momma, what the fuck did you just say?!” you better stop it stupeh, before i start it! RANDAL RADCLIFFS A FAKE! snaaake! biiitter! my white camera. the field. everyone knows we always talk mad shit about them at parties. “where’s your sister? where’s your other half?” when your mom first met me and i cussed like a sailor cos I DIDN’T GIVE A FUHHH and i thought i was so hardcore! PERIOD FART! when your mom bought us cloves on the way to the beach and having to stop at every rest stop. losing my contact the first day and having to only see out of one eye the entire time. PITCHERS A HOTTIE! taking pictures with the crab on the beach. writing i like dom and i like kyle in the sand and on the wall in the barn. me being able to quote bring it on backwards in my sleep. nick walking us both to class and we both end up walking out and bumping into each other by the lockers. being obsessed with blair then becoming his best friend. how we always go through something similar around the same time. being in love with dom. telling all the boys we were virgins. little dick nick. white rhino having a small penis. “the kid next to me is a weenie.” “she doesn’t even go here!” stealing everything because we’re broke ass nigguhs. almost getting caught in the stalls thinking our hearts were going to fall out of our butts and saying, “never again.”..and yet we’re still broke assholes stealing. THE CAR RIDE FROM HELL driving tashia up and catching her in a fat ass lie and then outing her on facebook. jazzercise!! scaring ourselves shitless! ghost adventures and crime shows. carving “fuck you” in big ass letters in my arm. CANDYBAAAR! you’re never gunna get anywhere with those little bird lips you got there. screaming “SSHE’S GOT A SMILE AND IT SEEMS TO ME, REMINDS ME OF CHILDHOOD MEMORIES, WHERE EVERYTHING WAS AS FRESH AS THE BRIGHT BLUE SKYYY…i don’t know the rest.” “he fucking started it!” he’s pulled over, he can’t pull over any farther. “littering and? littering and? smoking the refer!!” SWEET LOUUU!! “I’m coming nigguh!!!” white chicks, grind, mean girls, and super troopers. basically living at each other’s houses. our first mad hangover. watching you eat that whole bowl of raviolis. mobbin in your little blue dodge colt. almost hitting that truck…which is still not my fault..BITCH! “where are all the hot guys at?”..chris walks in with lou lou..fail. brendon always being prude and butt hurt when i would fuck his buttbuddies. waking up and telling each other about our elaborate fucked up dreams and wondering what they mean. having the best times at my moms house in bg. that cat we almost ran over and how it stopped in the middle of the road and we gave him a scream and a little dance. ashlee simpson’s cracked voice. nothing ever scaring me until we seen that ghost. me and my morbid mind. the house on ferry road. you always have to count my change because i would get so nervous. “how much is that 2 dollar meal deal” “what’s that morgan freeman guy’s name?” watching for our ex boyfriend’s cars and being shaky when we finally saw them. WE GET STRIPES OUT HERE! all of my husbands and ex husbands. listening to a song and thinking of a specific noun. adidas perfume. “maybe we shouldn’t be friends anymore.” and then we start talking about apartments and living together. FUCK YA LATER! midnight trips to wall mart. drawing pictures of our dicks in notes. almost running over nick on that bike and us watching him fall off it in slow motion. almost kicking his ass when he walked all the way to bg in the middle of the night and us having to pick him up. VAMPIRE KIDS! INVISIBLE CHILDREN! spray painting wintler park and eggin houses. when alli fell and bounced off that rock at moulton. breaking down in ryan’s white jeep. when taco bell, carl’s jr, jack in the box, rock stars, cigarette’s, coffee, sunflowers seeds and chocolate milk was a strict diet. when you first got jj and i first got noah and they hated each other. REHAB..so that was fun! wondering what perla thinks. your birthday at sean’s house and you not remembering. all the boy’s gangsta mixes. summer 06 and 07, always! never being home and our parents always yelling at us.

lol. i’m sure there is a shit load of other things, but i can’t remember. but this is just a little dedication to you because even though we ain’t living together no mo..you’re still my best friend. I LOVE YOU NIGGUH!