Looks to seem you're having beginner's luck

Most people cut their fingers on the thorns

During their first day of work

But you have no problem trimming along

Picking along and holding the stems between your teeth

The petals really do reflect well in your eyes

and I think there's pollen in your hair

Oh, well since I'm known through the garden for being cliche

I must comment on the aroma in the air

Something is growing between us and well,

I think we should probably cut the roots before

It grounds itself in

You dress like an old woman

I don't know why nor do I care

I can't wait to see how you dress

Later on in life when you're all withered out

Take me to the movies

Take me out to sea

Take me to make-out peak

Take me for a walk

Take me out to dinner

Hold my hand while we talk

Stare deeply into my eyes

Tell me you love me

Tell me there's no one else

Tell me you could never replace me

Let me know how you really feel

I want you to hold me

I want to be only yours

I want us to settle down together

I'd love to have a home

I think I'm getting ahead of myself

But that's okay

There's nothing wrong with doing the same thing

Every other couple does on their first date

Thinking with our young hearts and not our minds

That's fun in it, right? Right...?

He said to me the other day, "We're gold-diggers, you know?" I don't know why he says these things. "Really *insert name*? I thought we were just doing a service. Happiness does come at a price." His laughter always makes me cringe. It really reminds me of when I'd go watch my friends practice in their terrible band when I was younger. The drums always made me wince, always.

I want to see you looking right at me.

One day, you'll see, things were a lot better on this side of the sea.

Knocking down his door, you're such a big bad wolf. Huffing down on his straw, you're such a big bad wolf. Don't you pick on his stick, you big bad wolf, the food chain has no need for you. So go on with yourself. Pick up your feet and head out of this town. Let the pigs settle down and start families. We don't want you. We don't need you. You're a wolf and we have no need.

I never thought I could be so bold to take a stance against what was coming out of your mouth. Sometimes knowledge has to take a stance against babble bullshit. There's no point in letting you poison our youth.

Let the whales continue on their path. Giant Squids let them rest. Stop grabbing on so tight. Keep your suctions to yourself.

Stop drop and quit kidding yourself, we'll eventually pack up and move out of this band. I don't know why you're so bent out of the shape about the way things have been going. This city is seeing hard times but I doubt there's any place better. Keep dreaming of Barcelona. Keep thinking about the Gold Coast off of Sydney. Keep telling yourself the Big Apple has gone rotten but you've just out grown your own tastes. There's no reasons why you can't move to another borough. Manhattan may now be too young for you to grind against your waist but there's no reason, no reason Queens can't service you just as well.

And I think it's gonna be a long long time...

FOR BOWIE

I'm going to move in with you one day just so we can share a bed and a montly rent. We'll switch paying the utilities because sometimes well, it might make it cute and romantic in that kind of lame way. Maybe we'll have different spots of the apartment to get our alone space or maybe just maybe, we'll have alone time in the bed together, not looking at talking to one another because couples don't talk when they're mad at each other. I won't talk but I won't have a problem triyng to find out if you're still ticklish at the moment

"Here drink this, I need to talk to you about something. I got you a large coffee with a lot of sugar so you can stay up all night thinking over all the things you did that fucked this up.'

I want to tell you about all the things I saw across this grand country and how they all relate to me. I'm going to go into every little detail about the red worn out barn I saw near Lake Michigan. I won't forget to mention the blue birds and the disgusting roadkill. I hope the stories won't bore you but I know you'll just be happy to see me, to hear me. Maybe someday you'll be able to write a novel with me about all the journies across the seven seas but I doubt it. Well, I know it won't happen because you're with him and he's with you, I was pushed to the side and that's just how life is going to be but that's okay because if he can get you to smile, well, then that's just how it should be.

THAT'S FOR BOWIE.

"I'm going to turn that into a really angry song with lots of breakdowns but it'll be beautifully written. WORKS THE BEST. NIGGAZ LOVE THAT SHIT!"

Will I be a late 20 / early 30 hipster living in the streets of Brooklyn? Counting away all the hours in the day hoping something exciting will come my way? It's NYC. There's something exciting somewhere in it, right? Right? Is NYC still the best City on the face of the planet? Or has the crown been passed and we just don't realize it? We do tend to keep to ourselves on a personal level. Yes, I said personal level, government level, don't get me started. But anyway, yes personal level we have our noses in briefcases, laptops, palm pilots...wait..no one says palm pilot anymore, everyone says black berry. I just realized this now? Wow. I guess I'm out of my own generation's technological loop.

Everyone expects a point of interest or a plot. Forward movement. What is wrong with being stationary? Nothing. If you're content, if you're happy, if you want it to stay the same, why can't it? I know the World keeps moving. People keep growing. Things continue to change but you don't have to. Sure, you might be tossed to the side by everyone and everything, but you don't have to change. You can stay stubborn. You can be ignorant. You can choose to be thickheaded if you really want to. Someone is still bound to love you. It's rare to push everyone away. Some people, well, their legs are just cemented into the ground, into the blacktop pavement of the school's playground where you two would fight over which Power Ranger was better, white was obviously the best, or which Pokemon cards you wanted to trade and if the trade was fair. It doesn't matter the value of the card, the "coolness" factor outweighs any value of a dollar in a child's eyes.

I love the smell in the air of christmas season. Some people enjoy the presents. Some really like the holiday paycheck bonus. While others love seeing old friends and family and watching TV.

My hair is getting long.

Writing conversation never works well for me, so I just don't write it at all.

Can you get me some bread?

From where?

From there.

I don't know what you're point at.

So look.

I am looking, I don't see any bread.

It's underneath all that stuff.

Oh, why didn't you say that before?

I figured you'd know.

Well I didn't.

I'm sorry but just the bread is usually under stuff.

But how often do you see me use the bread?

I don't know.

Exactly, so why would you think I'd know?

I don't know, I just thought you knew.

I think you have a problem.

What?

I think you have a problem.

No, I heard you, what do you mean?

I think you have a mental problem, you keep assuming people know what you mean. Why?

I don't know, I just guess I think I'm pretty straight forward but as the days go on I find out more and more from people how weird I appear to be.

You don't just appear it, you are it.

I am it? Oh, weird, right. I guess. There's nothing wrong with that though, so I don't see the big fuss.

Well, you are right in that there is nothing really wrong with being weird. You're just not part of the average anymore. You're in your own column. Which unfortunately, I guess in norms, isn't the column you want to be in.

What? Why? Why not? Why is that a problem?

Whenever someone else is being weird, they aren't going to compare them to the majority since we now have you. You'll be the comparison for the first test to find out if someone else is weird. If they add up to you, then it's real easy to determine if they are weird. However, the problem also with having another column of people is, now we there could be another trial. While with you, yes we only had to compare you to everyone else. Now it goes, new person to you, new person to everyone else but only if if the first test doesn't show much result. Wow, this is going to be complicated discriminating.

So don't discriminate?

I'm realistic, I sort of have to.

You have to?

Well yeah, I just can't help but hate some people. Not because of their race or orientation or any of that, but just how they act. I hate some people based on how they act. I can't help it. Those people probably hate me too but that's fine. I don't think it's a problem if someone hates me and I hate them. Actually, let's scratch the whole word hate, I don't really hate those people per say, just really dislike them and I guess if they stepped out into the street and a truck was coming, they'd die only due to the fact of well, I had to debate long and hard on whether or not I wanted to save their life.

...I'm sorry I asked for the bread.