Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Stop drop and roll doesn't work when your hearts on fire
I used to write love letters for other guys to girls I could never have. Girls that made a face that is indicative of the smelling of exotic cheeses or a rugby team fresh off the playing field when I'd come around. I liked that I facilitated pubescent love and that I did so with the sentiments I picked up from watching Days Of Our Lives with my mom.