YEAHYEAHYEAH

Things I do not do:

• Wear extreme push up bras
• Dance on unstable stripper poles
• Go tanning
• Talk about my “look”
• Make out with girls for attention
• Fuck in earshot of other people

Things I can do:

• Take mean rips and swigs with a dead up POKER FACE
• Make a mean sandwich (and also mad other shit)
• Be really nice
• Understand lingo
• Sing well
• Give no fucks

• I am so fat
• But I’m skinnier than a lot of people
• Everyone remotely skinny is under 120 lbs
• Beyonce is fab and she’s 130
• But she’s black and big white girls are just frumpy
• But I’m still a lot skinnier than I used to be
• But I still look like a soccer mom
• But people still think I’m good-looking
• I don’t care, I still want to be better looking

A lot of the time, my mind goes back to you. Someone once said to me that you and I are meant to be. Occasionally I think that is true. I’m picky and I’m weird. There are very few people out there for me. Whenever I get hit on or even talk to other guys, I think about how talking to you would be much more comfortable in its own awkward way.