Whenever I hear the lightning seeds I think of you

[gaeris]

Well

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[gaeris]

Your mouth is like a dead balloon animal. You're like a toothless mastodon. Like mud wrestling beavers.

[gaeris]

If you were a chimney sweep, you'd wear Keds and rap in the third person.

[gaeris]

You're like that one episode of The Cosby Show.....

[sometimessome]

You are so incredibly beautiful, boy with no name. Someday I will describe to you in the most eloquent, clever words the idea of you that I keep hidden in the brightest recess of my mind. The recess that doesn't rely on air-conditioning and flourescent lighting, but is made of glass windows and white grecian columns two stories high.