schlomy

15%/18 minutes left of juice on this laptop. a boy gave up his table for me at starbux so i can sit here and write the blogpost. how kind of him.


and this post is about nothing.

catching wind

running across the lake (i have that much talent, i dont even need to swim), there is a funny grin waiting for me across. this grin happens to belong to someone that im rather fond of. he is wise with his words and so am i, but as of lately, i havent been reading much and some vocabulary words have flown out of my brain.

and so A conversation begins and i have all the right words in my mouth but theyre so jumbled because i didnt bother to organize them before or even figure out if thats really what i wanted to say. i didnt study and i didnt rehearse. charm doesnt always come naturally although it should for the most part. sometimes when you give up on the world and people, you become rusty which i have.

the words were supposed to flow but they became skewed and began to spew much like a scratched cd (remember the 90s?). you can tell my intentions are good and that i have some kind of intelligence but my style is all wrong. i wore the wrong outfit today on my tongue. plaid tongue on top of polka dot teeth.i done fuckt up. im sorry.