I absolutely love Roman.
"Playing in the street!
In the wind!
On a hill!
At night!
On a WEDNESDAY!"
We had a study sesh tonight and told each other the we'd make it to page 18 before going to the gas station for some TMG. So we studied. It took forever because we kept getting sidetracked and distracted and talking about things totally not related. Then when we finally got to page 18 we ran outside and (after dancing in the street for a little while) we went to get our beloved TMG. We went inside, passed our beloved gas station man, walked to the beloved corner where the TMG machine sits.. and on the TMG button.. was a sign, that read "Out Sorry" Do you know how sad that was? I don't know, but I think I really almost cried. We stood there for about ten minutes just trying to decide what to do. We felt like if we got something else, we would be betraying our TMG or trying to replace it. We told our gas station man how we'd studied for nothing and how we drove with the windows down so we'd get cold so the TMG could warm us up, and now we had to settle for plain old hot chocolate. And he charged us for smalls when we got mediums because he could see the sadness in our eyes.
And we went to the park to swing. I <3 swings.
Subject change....
Signs.
Coincidences.
What is freaking up?
My mind = completely clouded.
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I gotta be honest with you, my mind's usually clouded as well.
Oh yeah, I just smoked a fat chronic blunt.
Allriiiiiiiiiiiiight.
clouds are pretty.
wind dances are beautiful.
swinging is gorgeous.
'belleza' es 'beauty' en espanol. si. miercoles es belleza de extrodianad.
idk. i tried.
i heart you like whoa.
I feel like an idiot because I don't know what TMG is.
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