Someday I will meet a boy whom I fall for completely.
He will have facial hair, maybe tattoos.
He will never say anything racist, but does the occasional foreigner impression. His dad will like knock knock jokes, and his mom will sew. He will like hip-hop and classic rock. He will make me laugh, he will sing to me, he will call me to hang out randomly. He will love my body the way it is. He will hang out with my baby sisters, he will play basketball with my baby brother, he will make tim have conversations, he will come to my sister's with me. He will listen quietly under the stars as I talk about my parents, he will teach me about cars, he will bring me ice cream when i want it, we will take day trips, we will play board games, he won't drink or smoke, he will like spiders, he exists somewhere...I'm sure of it.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
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