Kylie Elilsha Mitchelmore walked into my life in September 2001. In my twisted mind I just saw her walk out of it and it broke my heart. When she was leaving my car tonight, I couldn't let go of her. I could not say goodbye to such a true friend.
She used to be the little pixie girl, weighing in at less than 90 lbs I could pretty much lift her with one hand. But then she grew and got boobies, and I almost lost her a couple of times to boys that weren't good enough for her. :)
I would need a thousand hands to count all the laughs we've shared. From camping on a half cabin, to playing bingo in the cape. From sitting in the air port parking lot at one in the morning, to McDonald's after a busted grad party. Nights of talking. Nights of crying. Night after night of movies. Nights of camp fires. Nights of screamed Dixie Chicks and Destiny's Child. Endless birthday parties, ice cream outings, chicken with the wave-ing, FCP parking, note passing and pee-your-pants laughter.
As you venture from everything you know and have ever known, I hope you stay clean and pregnant-free (yes, that's a not-so subtle hint). I hope anytime you hear "Thank you for Being a Friend", "99 Problems", "Say my Name", "Not Ready to Make Nice" or "Gold Digger" on the television or radio, you have yourself a little giggle. I hope you make the right choices and base them off what you know is right, instead of what you want.
I don't need to hope that you'll succeed in life because I have faith in whatever you want to do, KYFACE WILL DO.
Right now, I want you to know I love you. And that you're leaving the bestest friends you'll ever know. If you need another home to live in, check out Seaborne in St. John's. Or even Hatcher Residence.
Goodbye my beautiful, Rainbow Titties. Tall Girl, Hobbitor and so many others will miss you, forever and a day.
2 comments:
My heart just broke, and so did my eyes.
As much as she was odd I loved that girl.
my eyes.. they are leaking rivers.
I don't understand. :O
I think you broke me :O:O
I heart youuu
and I'm so going to end up on your door step in St.John's randomly
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