ali and the milkshakes in yes i'm aware it's 2016.

so the summer i turned 18 i met this chick Ali.from an online message group email thingy i think. god that was a long time ago. anyway the friendship didn’t last long. we hit it off. we’d email back and forth. she was cool. she’d been hurt.........sexually as well i seem to attract those type of people. She didn’t live w/ her dad and i forget why. er why not i mean. and she had 2 boyfriends one after the other or maybe they were friends.......which she didn’t seem to have a lot of. If they were her boyfrieds i never heard anything about romance or dates or what they did together. Looking back that seemed really strange. she got me understood me. and she was perceptive as hell which i wish more people were if only so i wouldn’t have to say anything to them about me explain who i am and the way i do things. she was quiet and idinno angry i think she had depression. We never spent any time together but we phone called and emailed a lot. during the course of our short friendship. she actually was in uh trinidad. trinidad CO that is not.......not trinidad. yeah i used to talk to people a lot back in those days both email and phone.

I looked her up on myspace awhile back back when it was still.......back when i still liked myspace. now it’s all weird. i still have one only cause i don’t like the thought of it not being there of it going away. [well i guess that’s not a thing since whenever things go ‘away’ they always go somewhere so]. and found her.

So the other part of this.is that summer i made milkshakes chocolate ones.for me. i was living at my mom’s at the time. and although i don’t think I got, that I’d been raped the fall after i turned 17 [like so i turned 17 in aug. and then was raped in oct. of that same yr.] I do remember that eating was the only thing that killed the pain and i presume i mean/t emotionally.

and the one day I. sent an email to a few people one of the first big mistakes I vividly recall making stating something about how people should appreciate others more. and Ali got that. and she.........thought that was directed towards her which maybe it was.yeah.i think. and so we stopped being friends.

so yeah. that’s the story of ali and the milkshakes. and we haven’t talked since.damnit.