December 2011
Me: I LOVE YOU I WANT TO BE IMPREGNATED BY YOU I WANT TO THROW MY ARMS AROUND YOU AND SNUGGLE WITH YOU IN A BED I DON'T EVEN CARE IF IT'S YOURS WE COULD BREAK INTO FUCKING IKEA AND SNUGGLE ON THE FUCKING HÜDENFRËUGEFS I DON'T CARE I WANT TO HOLD YOU AND TOUCH YOUR FACE AND LOVE YOU AND MAKE YOU FUCKING PANCAKES WITH SOME BACON AND ORANGE JUICE AND YOU KNOW WHERE WE'LL GO AFTER THAT WE'LL GO TO THE BEACH AND BANG AND WE CAN HAVE A MONTAGE OF US SKIPPING THROUGH A MOTHER FUCKING FIELD OF MOTHER FUCKING DAISYS AND WE'LL HAVE CHILDREN AND HAVE A HAPPY FAMILY WHILE YOU'RE ON THE ROAD AND WE'LL RUN AROUND IN THE NUDE WHEN WE'RE OLD AND THE KIDS ARE GROWN CAUSE WHEN YOU'RE ALONE AND THAT OLD YOU CAN SAY FUCK CLOTHES MAN GIMMIE MY FUCKING TAPIOCA PUDDING GOD JUST LOVE ME.
Attractive band guy: I'm sorry I didn't catch that, whatd you say?
Me: oh can you sign my cd please? And maybe have illegal sex with me?
Attractive Band Guy: What.
Me: What who said that
