This kid. Right here. I don’t know what for, but fucking 1st place.
That’s a promise. Gonna try post shit on here.
Number one laundry helper.
Tonight I came over to talk stories with you. I thought it was going well. I ruined it by bringing up everything else. I wish I left off on a better note, now that’s the last thing you’ll think of me.
It’s so hard for me to give you what you want. It’s the exact opposite of what I want to do.
I guess i’m just gonna give you your space. In that case, if we’re meant to be, we’re meant to be. If not, I had a really great time anyways.
We broke up about 3 nights ago. I never saw it coming, really. I told you I wrote you a letter for our two years. We never got to it, but I’d like to post it as a memory for me.
It’s corny, I know. :)
"See, I remember that day. How could I forget? You can all call me corny, but this was the day I met a girl who could teach me how to fly. I was pretty unaware what this day would mean to me. The day I mustered up the balls and I asked this girl to winterball.
Standing outside her class, the minutes felt like years. My mind ticking away like a time bomb. (“What the fuck am I doing here” was ringing in my head). But I couldn’t leave. I had to stay. I had to talk to you. So there I was second floor of R-Building, outside your class, writing an entire script in my head. Thinking of all the smoothest ways to talk to you, in fact, I got myself pretty confident. Yeah. I was feeling like Casanova. But, that feeling quickly went as soon as the bell rang. SHIT. Shit Shit Shit. And there you were walking out of the door, unaware that I was standing just a few feet from where you stood. You looked up, and I will never forget our eyes locking for the first time for 1 second. Yeah, 1 second. Felt like forever though. And just as you glanced at me, you dropped your head to the ground and started walking away. “Hey!” I said. You did a double take just to make sure I was talking to you. Now, if I could go back, I would have said something way more organized than, “Wanna go winterball?”. But you squeaked out a “yes.” I said “Alright cool, uhh, I guess I’ll talk to you later about it?” Another squeak, “Okay.”
You then walked down the stairs and I followed, but we went in different directions. I didn’t take the same path, not because I didn’t want to, but I was so nervous. I don’t think I’ve ever smiled that much before. This feeling I had, made my stomach feel all woozy. My smile was stretched from ear to ear. Talk about one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind. I swear, I just landed on the motherfucking moon.”
In July, 1969, President Nixon had two speeches ready; this is the one he did not have to deliver.
I laughed way too hard at the Cow, flamingo and Rhino ones
I tried so hard not to reblog this.
this is so impressive to me
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