Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Fond Memories

Been trying to figure out this box all day. Who sent it? Did Adam mail it to me before he...ergh.

I remember, a few years ago, when I was 14, we were bike riding down a country road. We were getting close to his house, so we decided to race there. I hit a rock and went over the handlebars. I had the wind knocked out of me for the first time. It hurt a lot, and I could hardly think. He helped me back to his house, and we played Super Mario 64 for a few hours.

God. We had so much fun together. It's not fair. What right did he have to just...leave like that?

Stacy hung up on me again.

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