You make my head all cloudy. I wish you’d say something that meant something. It doesn’t even matter if it’s good or bad or offensive. Just something real.
Why do you keep disappearing, then reappearing? You’re like, this cool magician that I’m glad to hear from.
I don’t care who you are, you bob your head to Good Vibrations.
So, I chill regularly, at this dive strip joint (which isnt topless). But its right near my house and pretty enjoyable. But the girls are mostly mediocre, for obvious reasons. Except one. She’s adorable. And happens to be oddly infatuated with me. Like, its an enternal struggle, whether or not to agree, to hanging out with her. Lord have mercy.
Can good things in my life please just stay…