santee: how was the drive?
me: good. whitfield recited poetry, we played monopoly, and had a couple martinis. oh, and carne asada fries.
santee: ...on the drive?
me: yeah
santee: tight. which poems did he read?
douche.
in other news:
I'm worried
I'm always in love
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good thing I don't want to be a poet. it shouldn't take anyone as long as it took me to write an effing english sonnet. let's just say I got through half my sufjan collection before I finished.
why did I tell you this? oh yes. the whitfield/poetry thing reminded me.
okbye.
i am NOT a douche. you lied to me!
-santee
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