we don't have any real friends.
hey. hey... come hang out with me. i have all these funny stories to tell. music to share. bikes to ride. bees to scream at. comics to make. i like you. make me laugh so hard i pee my pants. i don't care.
m.
henry.
2 comments:
I'd hang out. There are, however, many miles in the way.
There's always an excuse.
that's everyone's excuse lately. i get that from texas and seattle and bowling green. congratulations on the radiohead tickets. i've been listening to pablo honey and the bends all day. and the smiths. now i ride into the sunset.
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