So I would have good memories and absolutely horrible memories . One of them was a time when me and Gary were down the river and Marie was there. Jimmy came he's a friend of ours he makes jewelry and he's homeless and a nice guy. He's missing most of his teeth and he's just you know hygienically speaking , he is pretty nasty. He's also mentally ill something wrong with him upstairs but he's nice guy. So Gary had to move his stuff up from the river up to the to the mountain top, we did it we all carried one load up there and then we got up there and Jimmy bought some dope from Gary . Earlier I had noticed that Jimmy had been giving her the eyes and you know she's flirting whatever I didn't think much of it but Jimmy was grabbing to grab where her ass was supposed to be at but my leg was there and he rubbed my leg by accident saying oops. I didn't think much of it I didn't think that she would go for someone like Jimmy just didn't think but she just flirting she's nice. So we get to the mountaintop and Jimmy buys some stuff and she's begging him for a hit and whatever which I would have gave her some once we're done moving this stuff up there , she couldn't wait. So Jimmy and her are smoking on the foil the boat and Gerald and I go down to get the last load and it takes a little bit longer than usual. And when we come back she is in the in my tent, our tent with Jimmy. So, 5 minutes and they're not in the tent fucking they're making out in there and I unzip the tent and I'm like what the fuck! You know what her answer was? Her answer was , he was showing me jewelry and she was actually mad at me mad at me while she was doing that. Yeah she's give me dirty looks and just being a bitch at me for what she did in front of me like totally shattered my heart. I just couldn't believe that she would actually do that with one of my friends , yeah and she'll deny it up and down and say it didn't happen , but it did and I remember and I know she remembers. And that's what makes J Pizzle a fun dummy because he's probably should have just stopped there and been like you know what I don't need that but instead and because of the curse , the love curse he continued to love her maybe even more so I don't know but he did love her and does love her- Fucking crash test dummy! The funny thing is had she just helped us with they didn't either one of them help us with the last load they wanted to be alone up there and had she helped us and he helped us I would have gave them bunch of shit ,A bunch of dope. This is just one example. She thinks it's normal to do this type of thing, it is not, and so he pushed past this and continued to love , but the pain from it lingers and continues to linger even to this day. Because if she did that when he was with her in the same town , then what would she do if they were separated , and living in different states, but still " together".
Fucking CRASH TEST DUMMY- JEY PIZZLE
August came and the light at the end of the summer was that the one true love of my life actually did have a heart,and really, (I think or thought), loved me tremendously. So tremendously in fact, that she was willing to risk some things for me. Like risk her place to stay, , "image " of little miss - I don't do wrong, and food. Her food source. As in she can eat whenever she wants. What's her reward for such risks?
Her reward would be me, my love and the fact that I would , could , and did, make the medicine that she loved to do, it helped her. It is a medicine. She invented the ' medicine' nickname. Everyone else calls it , ' Go' , ' Clear' , or the dreaded ' M' word- Methamphetamine. So , after she somehow got in touch with me, I think it was email. We did what we always did after any length of time apart from each other - we face timed, and talked on the phone for hours, and not a couple, I'm talking 8 hour talks, we never ever had that awkward silence like most couples have . NOPE , trust me, the awkward silence has never existed in our 'magical' relationship. Her and I can talk, and not stop, for days . even when we get tired, we leave the phones on, so we are like , ' there ' with each other.
I had a little practice when it came to her asking for me to come to her. Remember, in Asheville, not only did I surpass amazing odds ( getting out of jail on p.r.), get to Fayetteville the next day. With no phone, no jacket( fucking freezing in January), and no money. And get this- with about 100$ worth of Valentines Candy -just for my one true love. Well that was baby steps. This time she was somewhere else. Somewhere I had sworn to myself I would never go to. Fucking north of Virginia, all the way to fucking New York, Nasty Fucking Syracuse to be exact. I must be stupid or just crazy in love...
