me: i’m weird, how are you?
anagram of wired style
Jamison: weird in what way?
me: i have no world
i’m always confused
Jamison: man, ain’t nobody really got nothing
me: i know but it feels weird
Jamison: for now, cause it’s summer
having nothing on august 18th is kind of awesome though
also, on october 30th
just hold out for those dates
can i show you a poem and hear your thoughts on it? it is not one of mine