being mutuals isn't enough i need to lay in the sun and do nothing with you

literally drinking a beer by the lake and still opened tumblr. some of us are beyond saving

float like a butterfly (nervously forgets end of quote) green like a pea

the kids are calling them "stone fruits." they start off small—think cherries. then they're hooked and they need a quick fix, they get peaches, maybe some nectarines. it's all they can think about. before you know it, they're trying the really hard stuff—apricots, plums. once they taste a mango there's no going back.

no one has ever survived having a crush. scientists don’t believe it can be done

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

I be running my fingers through my bush pondering ancient wisdoms