me and briggy

me and briggy met when i was in elementary school, i think i was maybe around 10 years old. but life had other plans, since we didn't really even talk to each other until we were both about 16. and even then we weren't that close.

and then i got my heart broken, and she comforted me, and i developed a mild obsession with her for a little bit. i wished that i could be just like her. she became the friend that i always daydreamed about having - but at the same time she didn't. we surprisingly had a lot of the same interests but she still seemed worlds apart from me.

she taught me how to put makeup on better. i don't really wear makeup anymore.

i wrote a couple of poems about her. i once had a dream that she noticed that i wasn't eating that much and she was really concerned about me and put a bunch of chicken nuggets and green beans on a plate for me (i hate green beans). and on my bus ride home i missed her so bad.

i just think about her from time to time, and i'm grateful that we were friends even for just a little bit. i wonder if i will ever meet her again, but i highly doubt it.

i met ash when i was 13, i think. it was at the height of one of my many identity crises. she had hot pink hair and lip piercings and a lot of tattoos, so obviously i thought she was one of the coolest adults i'd ever met.

she liked to pick fights with her boyfriend's aunt. her boyfriend had recently gotten out of jail.

i wasn't much into miley cyrus at the time but she re-introduced me to her music and i'm still a lowkey miley fan even now because of her. at some point she invited me to the clubhouse one night to watch a special that was premiering about miley's career. my parents didn't want me to be alone with her because they thought she was a bad influence, and maybe because she had a dodgy past that i won't get into.

she also reignited my interest in witchcraft during a cookout one day.

the last time i saw her was when we were all eating chinese food in some small country town in the middle of the state. i hope she's well. i hope she's doing better.

casey, i'm still working on the list you gave me.

kyuss - and the circus leaves town
ween - 12 golden country greats
the frogs - the frogs
secret shine - after years
ween - all request live
syd barrett - barrett
regina spektor - begin to hope
kyuss - blues for the red
bosnian rainbows - bosnian rainbows
ritualz - cdr
ween - chocolate and cheese
kraftwerk - computer world
cults - cults
black moth super rainbow - dandelion gum
grimes - darkbloom
sleep - dopesmoker
macintosh plus - floral shoppe
asobi seksu - fluorescence
grimes - geidi primes
ritualz - ghetto ass witch
of montreal - hissing fauna, are you the destroyer?
lightning bolt - hypermagic mountain
panopticon - kentucky
the flashbulb - kirlian selections
black dice - load blown
pink floyd - meddle
clan of xymox - medusa
cat power - moon pix
brian eno - music for airports
grazdanskaya oborona - optimizm
grazdanskaya oborona - poganaya molodej
ween - pure guava
lightning bolt - ride the skies
eisley - room noises
balam acab - see birds
of montreal - skeletal lamping
fuck buttons - street horrrsing
anoice - the black rain
syd barrett - the madcap laughs
ween - the mollusk
slo burn - slo burn
liars - they threw us all in a trench and stuck a monument on top
bardo pond - ticket crystals
kraftwerk - trans-europe express
vampire weekend - vampire weekend
grimes - visions
balam acab - wander/wonder
kyuss - welcome to sky valley
lightning bolt - rainbow
arab on radar - yahweh or the highway
babar - you’re a bad friend. 

you were a nice guy.