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I remember the first day i saw him.
He was gorgeous.
So soft and...lilac looking.
Lilac has always been my favourite colour, despite the fact that i am famously red.

You may be slightly confused by now...
Y'see my name is Rosevest. Rosevest Ross.

That's right.
I am a rosevest.
I am an item of clothing.

But you see, i am very smart for a vest.
[Admit it, how many other vests have you read the autobiography of? if you are thinking 2 or more right now then there is something seriously wrong with the world]
Maybe it was because i was made in a school.

Anyway.

My daddy's name is Ryan.
He's OK for a dad.
Apart from he kinda left me in New Zealand whilst he was touring with his band.

Yeah. I was a bit pissed off.

I remember waking up in an empty hotel room.
Lost, alone and scared.
A cleaner saw me and picked me up, hiding me in her apron fold.
This woman was going to steal me!

And you know why?
To give to her son.

Her eight year old frickin' son.
And to be honest, he wasn't exactly light on the taco's.
It seriously aches a vest, being stretched so much.

The boy grew quite fond of me though, and together we roamed New Zealand.
It's a scary world for a little rosevest like me and needless to say it was daunting being in a strange foreign country where i couldn't even speak the language.

I missed the old days.
Where we used to play shows together.
Ryan. I missed him so much.

And lilac.
Lilac was a hoodie, that belonged to Brendon.
I've had a crush on him ever scince i first laid eyes upon his long manly sleeves.

Then one night, i was lying on the floor of tubby boys bedroom when i heard a knock on the window, i looked up to see something lilac behind it.
It was lilac hoodie! He had come to rescue me!

He pulled me out of the window with his arms.
I really never knew he cared so much.
We didn't converse much before. It was only just a simple 'hello' now and then.

But he saved me nonetheless, and i will never forget it.

You could say we're together now, Lilac and me.
He was left behind too. He saw me get taken and traced me down.
I asked him if he missed Brendon. He said he does, but they were growing apart anyway. Apparantly Brendon hadn't worn him for weeks before he was left behind.

But it's OK though, because if we did find Ryan and Brendon again, we would no longer be with each other.
I'd be on Ryan, and he'd be on Brendon. That's just the way it is.
It's a hard life for tag washable material.

And to be honest, i like things just the way they are now; me and Lilac starting our new life in New Zealand together.