Came out the door leading up to the stairs while I was getting mail. Turned around and we both just glanced. I stopped breathing. (Yeppp one foot in front of the other. there you go. you can do it....you were taught this 17 years ago. just WALK damnit) Keep moving. Right behind ya. Then. You forgot something. Youre gonna turn around. I stop. We both laugh. We both smile. Ahhhhh yep. Feels like I just drank a glass of lemonade on a really really hot day. (super super hot day people. and this day reference is a hint at how hotttt the walker was. or maybe they're the lemonade? i guess i'll take either.) AND THEN. It happens. First words of our future relationship. BEST WORDS EVER. "Sorry (smile) I didnt mean to stop you in your tracks." OH. MY. GOD. hahaha. I think i almost croaked. Im just waiting for the devil to come and make me a deal because i will not say no, respectively.
I cant contain it. Its offensive, explicit, random, and weird. Sex reminds me of eating spaghetti. I am wasted but im ready. Im going home today. I can say and do anything I want. I could grab the bottle of rum behind me and start chugging, my parents Seriously wouldnt even be surprised. Might as well. Whats stopping me? Why not? I love drinking in the morning. I love drinking period. The only thing i enjoyed about country fest was being able to wake up and have a beer. Whenever I get drunk i do this thing where i open a sharpie and then go up to people and make them look me in the eyes while i Almost touch it with them and trace it around their face. Its SO FUCKING STUPID. but i ALWAYS end up doing it. I think its so cool how you can pinpoint sensations. Who cares if im listening to our song by taylor swift? The country is calling me.
I LOVE YOU.
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