How do you always make my life easy and wonderful? More importantly, WHY do you always make my life easy and wonderful? Don’t answer that, it might ruin the magic.
Point being, you are amazing. The last time I posted a tumblog about you, I got:
when i get something like this i’m like:
you pussweed! <3 <3 <3
i was walking down the street in my neighbourhood, listening to music and thinking of endless things. a few cars passed, people were taking care of their beautiful gardens, and dogs were bounding around with their tongues lolling out of the sides of their mouths. it was the kind of walk that my clogged mind needed.
just as i was about to cross the street, i spot a biker slowly pedaling. i judge my distance and stop at the curb to let him pass by. he’s staring at me, but not the kind of “passing glance” most people do. at first i thought he was simply thinking to himself and blindly looking around, granted in a troubled manner for his thoughts, but then he made direct eye-contact with me, right through my sunglasses. then it registered that he was not only very focused on me, but that he was glaring at me.
as this encounter sparks immediate confusion, i cross the street. i get to the other side and look to see if his gaze was truly intended at me. yes, it absolutely was. he’s looking over his shoulder and shaking his head at me.
i had a tank top with thick straps on; did you not approve of seeing my bra straps? was it the colour of my shirt that offended you? was it that i was wearing jeans on a hot day during the hottest part of the day? was it that i didn’t smile or wave at your presence? or was it because after your strong communication of dislike, i did not react?
i don’t care who you are or what your past was, stranger, but your ability to instantly judge others will not change the world into what you want it to be.
my day was great. my hair is falling apart. i love my dog. now there’s something calling to me, very strongly, and i cannot resist your temptation… bed.
keep smiling. keep dreaming.