fits a size 22 and looks hot
sometimes i see a boy and think “wow he’s hot” and then go on with my day as usual
but other times i see a boy and think “wow he’s hot” and then fantasize about him for like a week straight
when people my age are like wayyy into their job, i just don’t get it. i mean, I’m all for liking where you work and wanting hours and stuff, but don’t make it your whole life. i mean, i think its important at this age to actually have a life along with a job and college. you cant just go to school and work and do nothing. i don’t know, i just think that some people are missing out at doing fun things while they still can/are so young. were only young once, so we should take advantage of it. and enjoy the beauty of life. so don’t rub the fact that you work 35 hours a week in everyones face- maybe they don’t want to. and they certainly don’t care.
and I’m trying to condition myself to not freak out every time i see a jetta, but after a good 4 years, i haven’t really made much progress. i know its just a car and stuff, but its so much more than that. its the association with the picture of it in the Starbucks parking lot with 4 crackheads on the broken windshield and finding out its been crashed and totaled and who knows what else. maybe its the pictures and the bad news and all that other stupid stuff. the what ifs. maybe it all goes back to that car, you’re car. which i used to see all around town with all kinds of hoodlums in it. i don’t know, its the weirdest thing to say and to think because its just a car. but it isn’t really just a car. And even though the jetta is totaled and no more, whenever i see one i have flashbacks and replay scenarios and think at about four hundred miles a minute. ive got to get over this because these cars are e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e.
Its always the moonlight glow.
never introduce your friends to one another because they end up liking each other more than they ever liked you