After walking in the dead of winter
THROUGH A FOREST FULL OF SNOW/SLUSH CRAP
me, with my
ONLY ONE SHOE IS ON, YES, YES, I PUT THAT BESOCKED FOOT DOWN INTO THE SNOW LIKE A "BOSS"
while carrying my
OTHER BOOT IN MY HAND LIKE AN IDIOT
I managed to get to the home of my childhood friend.
I collapsed after entering her domicile.
She came, looked and me once,
AND TURNED TO GO WITHOUT ANY OFFER OF AID.
I made a grab for her;
SUCCESSFULLY. =OOOOO
I told her
"You are one of my
GOOD FRIENDS.
You have been
BY MY SIDE
for so long.
CUT OFF MY FOOT."
She looked at me as if to say
"NO.
We are not going to do this fucking shit, just
NO."
And left.
When she came back she had
A KNIFE.
Basically she was telling me something, and I think it went a little something like this:
DOHKAY.
"God dammit!
NO!!!
It was a joke! I was being dramatic, put that shit far away from me."
And ever since that day, one can tell
WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR.
