1 - You've been gone for seven years today.. I'll never forget our long phone conversations and nights spent smoking weed in the back of that old blazer (haha blazer..we joked about that too, remember?) but the past is gone, and so are you. I'll never understand why your parents wanted an open casket funeral.. I mean, you were crushed under a car ffs. I guess they wanted to see you one last time.. They did a good job umm..reconstructing you but it was just a shell.. You aren't there anymore. At least they buried you with your favorite hat. But I'll never forget the sight of your dad crying like a baby and flinging himself over your casket before they lowered you into the ground.. It was a cold snowy day and you would have laughed at me for slicking up in the snow and falling on my ass.. Who wears clogs in the snow anyway?? Hehe.. After you were buried we all went to **** house and got blazed as fuck all night till the sun came up, and celebrated your short life the way you would have wanted. It was a weekday but we all laid out of school.
You would have been 23 right now and probably driving a charger like you always wanted. Nobody blames you for this man.. We just wish your life didn't end so soon. Hell, you never even got to go to prom or graduate or go to college.. Didn't even get a chance. What a waste... The dude who was driving got out of prison recently and even though he called himself your friend I can't help but give him a dirty look when I see him in town... Lord forgive me. Accidents happen but him driving that fucked up was just irresponsible and fucking inexcusable. I'm so sorry man... Maybe one day we will all see eachother again.
2 - What have I done? We are both junkies, you shouldn't take people's lives for granted! I'm not gonna fake my death but it looks like I'd have to just to keep your attention. Luckily for you I'm not a sociopath... Maybe one day I'll understand you at least somewhat, you're worth it
3 - All you do is lie on the couch and order people around. Making us all jump through stupid hoops and pretending you have fairies dancing on your toes and trees stuck in your eyelid. Nothing is ever good enough for you, you're an old ass lady but damn.. You ain't crazy. Crazy like a fox, maybe. You hate it when i see right through your bullshit.. good luck fooling me with the tired "helpless little old lady" trope. Try getting under my skin all you want, you will not succeed. These days your little tantrums and manipulations leave me apathetic and nonplussed, as my conscience has left the building. The lights are on but nobody's home! And you think YOU are the crazy one.
Geeze I need a shot. Lol