First off, we’d start early in the morning on a Thursday, cause I like that day. I’d pick you up at your house and meet your parents. You’d have breakfast and then we head off to some flea market/swap meet thing cause they sell some pretty good food there and because I didn’t eat breakfast. I was too nervous earlier. We’d walk around and check out all the shit that they have. Then buy more breakfast, cause I noticed that you didn’t eat that much when I came to pick you up. After that, I feel like it’d be a good time to go to the zoo. Hell, I haven’t been there in awhile and why not go with you. We’d check out every single animal exhibit. I’ll make you tired so I can give you a piggy back ride! We’ll check out the gift shop, and I’d buy you something small, something to remember me by. Lunch? At the Pier? Lets go, you drive! Roll down the windows and turn up the radio…”it’s a party in the USA" WOO! My semi-favorite song, and I start dancing, uhh teach me how to dougie…just to embarrass you! Hey no one knows us. We get to the Pier and have lunch. We eat and talk, wait you have some sauce on your chin. Do I tell you or just clean it off. Nah, I just leave it there! Haha jk, I’ll clean it up for ya’. Mmmm, taste like…SAUCE. More walking around the pier. Man, it’s almost 4pm. Let’s head to the…BEACH! I will make you a sand angel and sand man! We get there, and there’s so much couples around. In my head I’d probably be like “fuck, why can’t I be more original?” Then that’s when you hold my hand. Oh NO! My hand is all sweaty!!! NOOOO!!!! Or is that your hand? Who cares, we look like a couple. We look kinda awkward, you’re look down, I’m looking up. We’re not looking ahead and BAM! you hit a pole. Hahaha ohhhhhh….your lip is bleeding. Good thing I know CPR!!! There’s no use for it, so I rush to get you ice and you use my expensive jacket to clean up…My new jacket! :’( Oh well, it’s for a good cause. I walk you back home. We’re on you’re door step. I’M SO NERVOUS! I look up, and taste blood. Why do I taste blood? I look back down, and we’re kissing! YESSS!!! Oh shit! I forget we took my car! I start running, but wait, I come back and give you my number, Tumblr page and FB page! You laugh, and that’s when it’s my turn to kiss you. Though it’s quick one, it’s one we’ll remember. I’m off! I start running, and you hear me yell out “THIS IS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE”
Everything seems fine too me. As I see it, people who care about there looks over there own personality just make the world go round. You know why? Because there’s always going to be people out in the world who see it as the other way around. There will always be good vs bad in the world. If not for bad, how would we know whats good. Think about it.
I’d teach her everything I know. Even the things girls shouldn’t, according to society. Walking, talking, sitting and eating. Watching dumb action packed movies and swearing her ass off. Sure she can learn to be girly from her mother. I wouldn’t mind. But when she’s with me, we’d embarrass each other everywhere we go. And before you know it, she’s a teen. Wanting to hang with friends rather than me. I’d let her have her time. But soon, she’ll want to learn how to drive. Haha bitches, it’s my turn. She’s not going to be a regular girl driver. Green=fast, Yellow= go faster, Red=stop. I’ll teach her to drive manual. Get all the boys wanting her. But she’ll tease, and I be laughing at that shit. It’s her prom night. Go have fun. She’s at college. Go do your thing. She has a career. Do whatever your heart tells you but never let anyone tell you that you can’t do anything, not even me. She’s getting married. I’m a little sad, that I’m replaced. She has kids. I’m a grandpa, and still have an empty feeling in my heart. My deathbed. She tells me she loved me. My heart is filled with a warm feeling. I thank her.
they’re fucking lying. I LOVE SLUTS. I actually would rather have them, then be in a real relationship. Sure I would like to be in a relationship where I want to be with a person I love, but thats when I grow up and realize what real love is. And sure you can call me a ho and a bastard but, you can’t call me a liar.
hopefully I made the world a better place for my kids, if not, then they will live then way I did, poor and lonely. No one to trust except for themselves and family. Mad at the world because people never change the way they think and act. Never keeping friends because they would rather be by themselves. But there is one thing they will having, which is character. Able to think for themselves and care for themselves. Speak their minds, and if anyone tells them different, they would answer with a smile and a “fuck off.”
I was so surprised, you left without saying goodbye. I tried my hardest to figure out the problem, but I just couldn’t find the answer. I got advice from others, but that didn’t help. Remember when we used to stay up all night. Just you and me alone, I told you how much our love would last forever. During the day, you’d come and hang in my living room. We had our fair share of laughs and cries. My would tell me to stop playing with you, though I couldn’t cause I wanted to be by your side. Well I guess I must say my goodbye. I miss you my PS3, why did you die on me. Now I have to save an assload of money to buy another one of you. Fuck the Yellow Light Of Death.
I wish I could lay an egg that would eventually hatch into a beast that would be half ikran, half unicorn, half pikachu, half tiger, half giraffe and half Sony PSP. I would teach it how to fly, and shoot french fries out of it’s mouth, cause I really like french fries. I’d also teach him how to receive free Wifi, so I go on the internet using his half PSP side to check our position on GPS, and take route to the closest KFC and show them that my mythical beast can breath french fries! Oh I would teach it how to speak Spanish, Japanese, Korean and English. I’d take it for a walk around the park. We’d check out hot MILFs and ask for their numbers, eat green tea ice cream and play catch with other dogs. At night we’d hit up the mall. We’d fuck with everyone’s car by set off their alarms and shoving french fries into the car mufflers. Then we would plank in the middle of the food court and flip off Mcdonalds cause they deserve it. Later in the night we’d go sneak into a movie and sit up way in the back so he could block the projection. The staff would try to kick us out but shit, he can FLY! Soaring though the night sky terrorizing everyone with french fries. Make a stop at the beach, and gaze at the moon and stars. What a great night in would be with my mythical beast.