for the realistic romantic in all of us
i wrote this to entertain my roomate. its about a boy who ive been vaguely attracted to, flirted drunkenly with, and now sit in front of in a class. i call it
A lukewarm love letter:
Dear Misha,
You smell nice and you are very pretty. Even though you are entirely too aware of that, I would like to spend time with you. But you never leave your room. Work on that.
Affectionately,
girl who wouldn't be completely opposed to the idea
and that should give a hint at how i'll be spending my valentine's day. oh joy. but it made me giggle. i also freaked out my friend by asking her what she would do if i swooned every time he walked into the room. but we are both entirely too cynical where boys are concerned. so we laughed, drank coffee, and walked to class. works out well. nice to find some kindred spirits in the mocking of all things romantic.
A lukewarm love letter:
Dear Misha,
You smell nice and you are very pretty. Even though you are entirely too aware of that, I would like to spend time with you. But you never leave your room. Work on that.
Affectionately,
girl who wouldn't be completely opposed to the idea
and that should give a hint at how i'll be spending my valentine's day. oh joy. but it made me giggle. i also freaked out my friend by asking her what she would do if i swooned every time he walked into the room. but we are both entirely too cynical where boys are concerned. so we laughed, drank coffee, and walked to class. works out well. nice to find some kindred spirits in the mocking of all things romantic.