i like to think im that cool kid at the coffee shop reading something intellectual, with the perfectly styled hair, one hand on a steaming beverage, the other caressing the spine and pages of a book. with a smooth and suave air of confidence, and a gaze that sees deeper than the lyrics of chill coffee house songs.
but im really that clumsy kid, i just like to think a lot of things.
ps- uncle larry, im praying for you.
"that's what writers do, we put pen to paper in times of devastating tragedy. we just write to make sense of it. maybe we'll find clarity in some of those words...maybe we'll find peace"--OTH
i love the screenwriters of one tree hill. well, time for tea with melanie then bedtime. and yes, it is before 10 oclock. check us into an old people home. a room with a scenic view preferably. and a koolaid waterfountain.
oooh 300 is on.....drool...
and if you walked into our apt right now...me and mel would be doing a jig to this:
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