title for two.

2006.

2007.

2008.


title for two. [or, the farewell richard helton poem]

cigarettes & too much booze
we never had a thing to lose
black eyeliner & cute boys
we'd stay up late & make some noise
little red pills, a line or three
my best friend you'll always be
remember the time we took the photos
in the burnt down dilapotato?
or when we went to wal mart tripping balls
& i sat there and talked to the wall
or when i was super down & sad
and my depression made you mad
you told me to shut the fuck up
and then with rum you filled my cup
you're good at beer pong & cutting hair
and getting to see straght boys' underwear
remember when we were old ladies
& talked about being old & dead babies
or that one time we stayed up all night
&that guy tried to sell us a fucking flashlight
or your 21st birthday i almost blew it
but thankfully i got you a boy named rumit
even though you gave my boyfriend a kiss
it will be you that i will miss
no one else will know what the fuck i mean
when i turn and grin & say "moose arent beans"
we've grown up now... kinda... & must go into the world
but hopefully we'll still always be 14 year old girls
and now you're going, i can't believe
but like hpv,
you'll never really leave...

cos i love you&
i'll miss you rocko fabulous!