Just so you know, it’s not that I really care. It’s just that sometimes I think about the time my sandal broke and you walked me all the way back to your house to fix it, because I was underage and they wouldn’t let me buy superglue at the store. Or when I was having my lip pierced and I was in pain so you acted like an idiot to make me laugh, and you told me you liked my crooked smile. In reality, these things added all up don’t amount to the total sum of the bad times, but still.
I know I’m supposed to be all gung-ho about not regretting things, and tomorrow’s another day and all that, but I would give up a lot for a chance to go back and fix things.
Honey Tea.
I live in California. I love snail mail and adventures, and finding people who are willing to give me both. What I want is a lifetime of impromtu breakfasts in the middle of the night, trips to places I've never seen before, and to be the kind of person I would have liked when I was six.
I am strangely uncool, but maybe we could be uncool together, because I'd love to get to know you.
I am strangely uncool, but maybe we could be uncool together, because I'd love to get to know you.
May 14, 2010
