i am completely and irrevocably confused/frustrated/dumbfounded/insert any other synonyms with girls. they are so mysterious, which i like. i mean mystery is a good thing. our god is super mysterious, but at the same time, i am wholy at loss for what to do. i just don't understand.
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ode to park adventures:
walking together down the street,
cars buzzed,
sky darkened,
and wind rustled leaves
covered cement.
as she described her love for soy and eucalyptus,
he explained alternatives while
whining about about the chill.
(in a funny way of course)
from swings to
discussion of anything to nothing occurring as urges for bathroom facilities grew.
and grew.
and grew.
piggyback penis envy,
the urge for complete honesty,
and distance at the same time,
the sky got darker,
and the air colder,
and the night shorter,
but still...it was fun.
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