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So this guy texts me tonight asking me what I'm doing. I say nothing too much; just sitting around. Then he's all like "Why is a girl like you sitting at home on a Saturday night and not on a date?"
And I thought about it.
But it's like dude, I just want to listen to The Clash and finish pasting these polaroid transfers into this wallpaper book and scribble my strange statements down while relaxing in an oversized club diablo t shirt.
Yeah that was a run on sentence. And I don't give a fuck.
It's the truth and I'm happy.
And I thought about it.
But it's like dude, I just want to listen to The Clash and finish pasting these polaroid transfers into this wallpaper book and scribble my strange statements down while relaxing in an oversized club diablo t shirt.
Yeah that was a run on sentence. And I don't give a fuck.
It's the truth and I'm happy.