i'm sitting and waiting for my girl--excited, eating this microwave meal that smells like red wine and tastes like mush. i think laziness is gaining an air of elegance. see how beautiful the rich and the fat are. i, however, am skinny and poor. maybe it only becomes chic once you cross over into the six digit incomes.
i think you're pretty spectacular. i think you're undoubtedly unique. you were wearing that cute sweater you found at the thrift store. argyle sweater vest underneath. cool shades in front. i think you got a lot of swagger. we can smoke parliaments and drive around orem; talk bands. talk music. talk religion. talk people. talk ideas.
talk ideas.
someone told me that makes you an intelligent person.
i think i just like it more than talking shit , really.
i think it's awesome you read my stupid blog.
i think it's awesome you can tell my words mean something sometimes.
i think we should be friends.
right?
you know?
