Ok so I've been thinking about this for a little and now I finally feel in the mood to write (I'm also listening to the most recent album I got aka The Monkees Present) about it soooooo
Alright so my mom and I were outside planting some flowers in these pots my mom got and then I see my neighbor (chemi-cool & maddymaddymaddy3 know who) and his little brother walking and they're like about to pass our house
And so I try to act casual and all and ofc my hands are covered in potting soil and my beautiful nail art is kinda unnoticeable anyway from where the sidewalk is and then I look behind me and he says hi to me
aND LEMME TELL YOU, FROM THE LAST TIME I HEARD HIS VOICE, HIS VOICE DROPPED LIKE ANYTHING CHANDLER BING HOLDS
IT WAS LIKE DEEPER THAN THE MEANING OF A BOB DYLAN SONG
AND IN MY HEAD I WAS LIKE "HOLY FARROKH BULSARA"
AND HES GONNA BE A FRESHMAN THIS YEAR (hes a grade above me bc I have a late birthday and he's like 1 month and 29 days older than me) AND SO WELL BE GOING TO THE SAMS HIGH SCHOOL NEXT YEAR AND IM STILL A SOPPY ROMANTIC AT HEART AND ALL AND KINDA HOPING WE COULD BE LIKE ERIC AND DONNA AND END UP BEING A THING BUT THEN AGAIN IDK
I FEEL SO HOPELESS IN LOVE AND ALL
BUT THEN AGAIN IDK
SO IDRK WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO COME OUT OF THIS BUT WHATEVER
