Sorry to sun on your rainy day Nas; this is gonna be a happy entry. The days leading up to my birthday have been great. First Nas gave me a current pic of M (thanks Nas!). And today I went out with S and L. Thee L. The L with the most gorgeous Indie fuckface and smoothest Indie legs and silkiest Indie voice accompanying the most enchanting Indie accent. I think I know how you feel ah Nas when your heart skipped many beats and you just choke out a 'hi' and bla bla bla. And boy did she smell like summer in a bowl. Words can't say what the heart blablablaIforgottherest. So without further ado, I present to you all, a poem I made right from the heart. Enjoy.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your eyes aren't blue
But I go red when I see you!
Happy Cancer babies months, L! Yeay!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
I <3 June/July
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