the thought of this kid lying in little pieces somewhere is fucking killing me. i didn't know whyme for a very long time, a little over a year or thereabouts and only got to know him well last summer. anyone who knew him would agree that the term "asshole" applied almost perfectly to his persona and would also agree that the kid was fucking hilarious in every sense of the word. he would crack jokes and hurl random insults at strangers and make ridiculously big spange signs and then tell me to play jolene or some townes song while gesturing at everyone passing by to make sure they noticed. i don't think his tactics made us any more money than usual and in fact might have made us less, but they sure brightened our lives a little bit.. he cut my hair for me and made food and took me on my first moped ride to cheer me up after some really bad shit happened in richmond. he took care of me and hung out with me for days, and it was an incredible fucking relief after all the betrayal i saw that week. whyme didn't like a lot of people but when he did like somebody he was a loyal fucking friend. i wish i had gotten to spend more time with him than i did, but i will always remember the time i did get with him as some of the most fun and most beautiful of my life to this day. i miss the shit out of you joey johnson, rest in peace buddy, you're loved and remembered by all your friends.
