still thinking of last night’s haiku:
Boy butts hanging out
not sure why this is stylish
things seen at the mallBoy butts hanging out
Walking strange the price of style
I’m sure this makes sense(Alternate ending)
I’m suddenly old
still thinking of last night’s haiku:
Boy butts hanging out
not sure why this is stylish
things seen at the mallBoy butts hanging out
Walking strange the price of style
I’m sure this makes sense(Alternate ending)
I’m suddenly old
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First, all relationships are with yourself–and sometimes they involve other people. Second, the most important relationship in your life–the one you have, like it or not, until the day you die–is with yourself.
Still makes me nervous. Do,not think it looks right. How can it feel good?