Another One Bites the Dust

Another friend died. A raver friend. A good friend. Doesn’t matter. Gone now. I’d share the memories of her, but they’re mine! And some of them I don’t want to share. But all this death that surrounds me has got me to thinking, is that what life is? Just watching everyone die around you? Hoping they die before you die? Or maybe a wishing you had died instead of them. I believe in having good mitzvah. Doing the best you can with what you’re given. My girl died from a bad heart. Not the thousands of drugs she had done before, no! She gets sober. She finds love. And then she dies. That’s life?

Nevermore! I see now why Edgar Allan Poe used it so much. It’s a good f u c k i n g word. I went to Grassroots festival with this girl. Some guy at the festival gave me his last cigarette and just gave me the pack. On the way home I told my girlfriend to throw the pack out the window. She says, this feels pretty heavy. She dumps it upside down, and there’s an eight ball of cocaine!

This was quite a delight for three druggie friends in a car on the way home from a festival totally broke, strung out, with no more drugs. But then.. Along Comes This 8 Ball. It didn’t last long. Nevermore! But that memory will live on forever. And it is the memories that truly make us. The older I get, I realize that. It’s not the parties. It’s not the drugs. It’s the memories of the parties and the drugs. In the end, all we have is memories. So I hope you have good ones.

For me, I have some great ones with my dear girlfriend, Bobbie Jo

Together, we had many friends die from those same thousands of drugs we did together. But we prevailed! It was always such a beautiful thing. Unlike many of my friends, she did get sober. She did find a good guy, had a good life,and died from a bad heart. A heart that was so full of love, I guess it was just too big for her. Some are reading this might know might remember her. And know who I’m talking of. I hope you’re remembering her with great memory! Because that’s what she would want to be remembered as fun, loving, and going home to her Nacho! Her beloved Chihuahua that I am sure is waiting for her in heaven or wherever we go with Open paws. Until we meet again, girlfriend ️ ❤️ and I know we will!

Nevermore!

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