novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- two necklaces sharing pieces of a broken heart. i always wanted one of those necklaces in elementary school. the title "best friend" is elitist and therefore very discouraging to me. when i hear it i become jealous in a sixth grade way so to negate this feeling in my most loved ones, i have a plethora of best friends to different degrees. but then this reminds me of my first official best friend, second through fifth grade, heather stallings. now her name and persona should be a character in a book but i would climb through her backyard like a snake wary of real snakes and we'd make forts out of bad eighties brown furniture. a lake and a few pathetic attempts at watersports were involved. kineta shorts, middle school, featured on my pictures page, threatened to kick the ass of anyone who befowled me. i made her laugh in p.e. and after that, things got obtuse and spread out. there became different portions of people that'd belong in my life forever, and parts of me that i gave to them. oh, and muffie. 7:20 pm - 03.18.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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