jt, you gilgamesh without the death scene, you achilles with the absence of heels, you gorgeous GOD
turning around in econ class, holding my gaze for some small eternity, and then carefully directing my attention to your astoundingly beautiful arm. flex. and that was all.
i called you enkidu to mock you, try to erase your beautyfrom my irises. i called you gilgamesh to tell the world of your godlike beauty. now, i again say enkidu, for he was noble, and killed humbaba for the love of his friend. he was the answer to the question "who is equal to me?" (though i don't know if your immense physical beauty is a match for those good traits i possess (wouldn't want to be too arrogant, lest y'all bitches comment it up), i feel you are smehow a match for me. just don't walk around "like he's got a stick up his butt" in econ anymore. fair?), and he was adam himself in a way. oh, that enkidu didn't die.
and didn't have matted hair all over his body (though i asked jake, to be safe, and he said that he had seen nothing of the sort in the locker room).
i called you enkidu to mock you, try to erase your beautyfrom my irises. i called you gilgamesh to tell the world of your godlike beauty. now, i again say enkidu, for he was noble, and killed humbaba for the love of his friend. he was the answer to the question "who is equal to me?" (though i don't know if your immense physical beauty is a match for those good traits i possess (wouldn't want to be too arrogant, lest y'all bitches comment it up), i feel you are smehow a match for me. just don't walk around "like he's got a stick up his butt" in econ anymore. fair?), and he was adam himself in a way. oh, that enkidu didn't die.
and didn't have matted hair all over his body (though i asked jake, to be safe, and he said that he had seen nothing of the sort in the locker room).