Brandy A.
Dear Brandy,
I had a lot of fun with you. You were a part of me in the most tender, scary, emotional, and growing years of my life. I considered you my best friend. Remember all the nights we spent together? The music we listened to? The boys we pined over? How much fun we had beating the shit out of your brothers, and playing spin the bottle with the neighborhood boys, and wandering around our neighborhood smoking stolen cigarettes?
You lost your virginity long before I did and I remember all the questions I asked you. Can you believe, Brandy, that I held out until I was 17 years old?
Unfortunately not all my memories of you are positive ones. I remember a lot of backstabbing going on. I don't know why you suddenly became my enemy. I never wronged you or talked badly of you. But I remember when Jenny came along. You cut me off. Both of you laughed at me, gossiped about me, and it didn't matter - I still wanted to be around you. I still came over and listened to you; I went shopping with you and always considered it a good time. I still hung out with your brothers even when you preferred to stay inside and ignore me. I STILL called you every time I wanted to hang out...and you'd always decline.
I recall another friend of mine that came to your house, and how you BOTH called me and threatened to kick my ass, when I'd done nothing wrong. I guess my biggest question is, "Why?" What the hell did I ever do so wrong that ended our friendship?
It's a long shot but I'm willing to bet one of my tits that to this day, I was the most loyal friend you'd ever had, and WILL ever have. But, you lost me.
I hear you've got two children now. I heard you've asked about me. You saw my daughter. You've run into my sister and asked where I was, what I was doing, if I was ever coming back. I ran into your mom the day after you had your son; I saw him, Brandy. In a photo. He was very, very cute. The kind of baby I'd love being an auntie to.
I hope all the gossip and intentional pain you inflicted on me was worth it. Of course I forgive you, and to this day I miss you. I hope that you and your children are healthy and happy.
I had a lot of fun with you. You were a part of me in the most tender, scary, emotional, and growing years of my life. I considered you my best friend. Remember all the nights we spent together? The music we listened to? The boys we pined over? How much fun we had beating the shit out of your brothers, and playing spin the bottle with the neighborhood boys, and wandering around our neighborhood smoking stolen cigarettes?
You lost your virginity long before I did and I remember all the questions I asked you. Can you believe, Brandy, that I held out until I was 17 years old?
Unfortunately not all my memories of you are positive ones. I remember a lot of backstabbing going on. I don't know why you suddenly became my enemy. I never wronged you or talked badly of you. But I remember when Jenny came along. You cut me off. Both of you laughed at me, gossiped about me, and it didn't matter - I still wanted to be around you. I still came over and listened to you; I went shopping with you and always considered it a good time. I still hung out with your brothers even when you preferred to stay inside and ignore me. I STILL called you every time I wanted to hang out...and you'd always decline.
I recall another friend of mine that came to your house, and how you BOTH called me and threatened to kick my ass, when I'd done nothing wrong. I guess my biggest question is, "Why?" What the hell did I ever do so wrong that ended our friendship?
It's a long shot but I'm willing to bet one of my tits that to this day, I was the most loyal friend you'd ever had, and WILL ever have. But, you lost me.
I hear you've got two children now. I heard you've asked about me. You saw my daughter. You've run into my sister and asked where I was, what I was doing, if I was ever coming back. I ran into your mom the day after you had your son; I saw him, Brandy. In a photo. He was very, very cute. The kind of baby I'd love being an auntie to.
I hope all the gossip and intentional pain you inflicted on me was worth it. Of course I forgive you, and to this day I miss you. I hope that you and your children are healthy and happy.
posted by Model citizen at 9:06 AM
4 Comments:
OMG, Jessica. That was so sad. I'm so sorry...
Honey, no reason to be sorry! This feels so good to me. Thanks for sharing it with me.
You are so lovely, I really love this blog, brilliant! It puts the things you wanted to say 'out there', just like my music does for me. Thanks for sharing the truth Jessica, you are very brave and I admire that. Can't wait for your next post. This is the best blog ever!
mikey x
It's good, Jess.
Love,
Brina
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