bailey

i have a new boyfriend. his name is tyrone. he is eleven.

i met tyrone last night at subway, where i was buying myself a well-deserved dinner. he was sitting by himself and looking oh-so-cute.

i smiled at him and he said, "hello there pretty lady. i like your tattoos."

so i sat with him and talked about the book he was reading. (my first encyclopedia) i asked him what he was up to this summer.

"i'm looking for a girlfriend. you want to be my girlfriend?"

well, of fucking course i did. but i broke to news of my upcoming move to him slowly.

"its alright bailey, i would really just be playing you. i cant have you around when school starts back up. you'd cramp my style."

i wanted to put that boy in my pocket and take him home with me.

instead i bought him a cookie and told him to be careful, because he was breaking my heart.

"i know i know. my mom says i am going to be a real lady killer".

damn straight, tyrone. damn straight.