Friday, April 17, 2009

You're Gonna Make Mistakes You Are Young



Scott A I love you. Please dance with me. And marry me. And take me home. I think that was you walking down the street afterward. There's a free spoken word event tomorrow night, maybe, most likely not. I didn't get any of it. I thought it was about conformity and things within relationships. Apparently part of it was about making pasta. There's the story of my life right there. I actually wasn't scared with the guys walked towards her. I thought she was seducing them in the first place. The group was from Vancouver. Story of my life.
Elaine wants to get baked. I think we should just continue to going to performances that are already on crack. She knows my stand. I don't know if I scared him off today or brought him closer with my 8 weeks. He's adorable. And once again I'm a cougar. There is something wrong with me. One look and all lines are forgotten. It's great. Elaine I can only tell you. It's okay I understand your pain. Me and Elaine will live in a box together because we are starving art kids because Jesus hates us. Photos to come later.
This is for you...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lOoId21B1Q
It's one thing about you
I don't wanna make you cry
Damn girl
Dry your eyes

Oh artistic vision. Please fail me once more.

Love,
CONTACT IMPROV! HAZAH!

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