suri

hello my purple rains and crying doves,


God damn it I wish I had asked you for advice sooner, you collectively have awesome ideas. And are alot smarter then me


So I have a newish friend who's reading this blog, and I am on thin ice with her (because I suck)

You wanna know how awesome she is?

She insults my dog
Takes shit pictures of me
Hates vaginae
Likes Hemingway ( )

and I still want her attention and trust.


She is
handsome
and brave
and clever
and honest
and good. so incredibly sweetly genuinely good,
and all that anybody could want.

She has a beautiful glowing angel face, the kind of angels that have flaming swords and serious but sweet expressions. The kind of girl who makes me want to be a writer so i could write Fitzgerald-esque love letters to her, long and romantic and full of promises that i hope I live long enough to keep. She makes me want to live in a time where that would be romantic and sexy and not just weird.

I want to bring her shiny objects, like a courting magpie.

I want to take her to every roadside attraction, ever.

I am so fond of her that my toes point in when she looks at me.

She expected the best from me and I let her down

tell me about someone you are thinking of, or alternatively, make fun of my goofy prose.