#chronomania

You know what this is about.

One. You’re bringing me flowers as a symbol of you begging for forgiveness. You believe that you have offended me by denying our friendship the room to grow and thrive. You haven’t, of course, but you figure it’s better to be safe than sorry. The flowers are roses, as one may expect, and each one was lovingly picked by your own two hands. The passion of this project is sure to be clear, you think to yourself. I notice, as I often do, these little details. The cuts on your hands. The uneven clippings of the roses. These were not done professionally, and I will realize it. I thank you with more emphasis than I would have without this gesture.

Two. Here it is. I wear it well. You acknowledge this vaguely at the back of your mind.

helloooo new york!! if ypu didnt catch it im dave but u can call me dlonde && it looks like u slid in just in time to catch me at my PEAK! && by at my peak i obviously mean w my legs stickin to a pink pool chair blarin bops 13, th lalonde made lalonde apprvoved cdrw version of now thats what i call music if they had some what i call taste on a hello kitty boombox

There's a difference between arguing about something and debating about it. Debating is fun. Arguing doesn't really get you anywhere.

oh. oh man. we should fight for real sometime, 8a8ez.

:?

yes. just do it. the 8leeding isn’t THAT 8ad. and when it’s warm it’s fun. a little saucy.

good evening starshine.