|
so i'm on a date with this guy and there's a flyer in the little bar for the st augustine ampitheatre or ponte vedra or something, where i guess counting crows are gonna be, so i bring up how they're a guilty pleasure, and he goes "it's kind of weird how young you are to know them" and it just made me feel weird all night. meh.
__________________
fuck i'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce, would you help me? i'm hungry and i stuffer and i startle, i struggle and i stammer til i'm up to my ears in miserable quote unquote "art"
|