this is more of a writing exercise than it is actually something of substance. I recommend you try it, though.
I want someone whose voice cracks when they sing. I want someone who is secure in their masculinity, femininity, or lack thereof. I want someone who understands poetry and hates Jane Austen. I want someone who wants to go out and get shit wasted on Saturday night but stay at home with me all day on Sunday. I want someone who drinks wine and beer. I want someone who thinks about how they dress. I want someone who wears nice underwear, when they do wear underwear. I want someone who swears. I want someone who doesn't insist upon eating their Chinese food with chopsticks. I want someone who won't mind that I can drink them under the table. I want someone who smokes, but is trying to quit. I want someone who isn't afraid to smile in pictures. I want someone who likes being kissed behind the ears. I want someone who is really fucking smart. I want someone who doesn't mind if I am smarter than them. I want someone who works hard. I want someone who plays harder. I want someone who owns more books than DVDs. I want someone with hair I can run my fingers through. I want someone who doesn't care that I stay up all night. I want someone who thinks I am a person and not some abstract work of art. I want someone that knows how to roll. I want someone who doesn't like to be in the car. I want someone that smells like a person and not a drugstore box of perfume or cologne. I want someone that says "thank you," when I cook and serve them pancakes in the morning before they take their first bite. I want someone who will call me on my bullshit. I want someone who has nice lips. I want someone who doesn't like watching war movies. I want someone who fevers when I glance at them. I want someone that takes comfort in the fact that everyone is a little broken. I want someone who knows better than to act broken all the time. I want someone whose mind races. I want someone who loves their mother. I want someone who feels words in their spine. I want someone who sings and dances when there is no one there to listen or look. I want someone who bites their lip when I walk into the room. I want to sweat when I hear their name and I want all these things but I can't have them so I'm gonna sit at home alone today.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
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