vanessa and i took a journey to jim dandy's
in about 900 degree fucking weather. her
ice cream melted like crazy and i just was
a fatass and got a huge fucking cup of soft
serve vanilla. we went to her casa and i was
sprayed with every perfume she's probably
ever owned cause my feeetz smellllllll.


wrote you a goodbye note (you just wrote me off) on your arm when you passed out. bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers not the other way around. racing through the city in the back of yellow checkered cars. the takeoffs are the worst but the skin from your shoulder to your ear makes it all worth it. and im sorry the way my moods flicker on and off like old light on your porch, but i know you wouldn't have it any other way. sneaking in your window instead of out. the way you hold a cigarette cause you don't know what to do with your hands when we are sitting this close. the way the waists of pants feel better at the ankles. the way you always were my best excuse for calling in sick on everyone else. i miss you.
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