9/31 - x365 Chyrstal K.

In grade four you decided we were going to be best of friends, and we were for years. You had wild and crazy red hair that you wore in a mullet, and you had already kissed a boy. You were the first to get a training bra, and the first to get your period. You taught me to inhale cigarettes and you had a Playgirl under your bed - and that is where i saw my first erect penis. On a roadtrip to Montana you and i sat in the bed of your dad's pickup and read books - you gave me a smutty romance book to read, they were outlawed in my house. when i moved away you never wrote. you never called. i heard some guy had knocked you up. when i saw you again years later, you were the poster child for white trash. it was sad.