I don't know. I'm stoned, sitting in Kate's basement, trying to make the needle on a compass move with my mind with not much success. I decided to write something, because it's been a while.
I made a playlist. I'm going to attempt to play each song and write about the memories they induce.
City and Colour - Body in a Box
We're in Cassey's old van leaving the funeral home--Cassey's driving, Tess on the passenger's side, and Haley, Kenny, Lane, Kensley, and myself sitting in a circle in the back. We had taken the seats out to make room for the ridiculous amount of people we'd cram in there around a cooler on one of our infamous road trips to the beach or one of our friend's shows or down the road to Jim Bob's to get cheeseburgers and cigarettes on Tess's daddy's credit card.
Sharon never went on a road trip with us. Haley couldn't stand Sharon for some reason, even though Sharon was over twice her age and never fucked any of her boyfriends. Actually, everyone thought Sharon was a huge slut. She was, and she could be a bitch sometimes, but never to me, so I loved her.
Seven Deaths I Could Have Prevented:
Pat - Suicide
Joey - Suicide
Justin - AIDs/meth
Sharon - Accidental homicide
Jan - unknown
Lindsay - car wreck
Heather - car wreck
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