we live on front porches and swing life away.
we get by just fine here on minimum wage.
if love is a labor, i'll slave 'til the end. and i won't
cross these streets until you hold my hand.
I believe in
opening doors for strangers;
having only one, true love;
forgiving with out forgetting;
speaking not just up, but out;
Christ.
I hate
when people can't make eye contact;
poor hygeine;
hypocritical politics;
played out TV shows;
being so jealous.
The Bucket List
finish a novel.
cry in front of someone.
forget his birthday.
learn how to crip walk.
dance in ireland.
have sex in a university library, in his car, in someone else's shower
and on the kitchen counter, late late late at night, when there's guests over.
The Wish List
completed<3.
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