Saturday Nights
i love how both of us had big sun burns on our face.
i love being taken to town park to go on the swings to kill some time.
...but then getting interrupted by some hoe's who decide to jump on the swings
and yell profanities to some spanish boy on a bike.
i love going in circles around Milford so that we're not early to our destination.
...but i love that when we get there, we're one of the last ones there.
i love eating KentuckyFriedChicken and drinking Cherry Pepsi.
and not being able to see the TV from where we were sitting.
i love how we sneak onto the trampoline, so that his parents won't know that he drove me illegally.
i love how we just lay there and look at the cloudy sky and wonder why it was orange.
i love how it started to rain, and not knowing whether to go inside, or just bring me home.
i love going inside, and his parents not caring one bit that he drove me.
i love singing to the whole kelly clarkson song in the car ride home on camp street.
and then him singing to the tail end of a lynyrd skynard song.
but i don't love how a certain brother of mine caught us again!
but i would call it a great night with that certain boy i like.