My friend Adam called me something mean over text messaging last night when he was drunk, which I thought was funny. But then he called back later and apologized profusely, while still drunk, and said that if I was mad at him on Monday I should through a banana at him, and if I was cool we would trade bananas and still be friends. My banana is waiting on the counter to be traded.
I'm world-hungry student with an ever changing (or nonexistent) sense of direction and purpose. My life is an indescribable jumble, and I live for pumpkins and all day breakfast. I like to be cozy, I like to be giddy, I like my people, and I like pretty and strange things. And I hate socks.
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1 comment:
I'm so glad this incident is on the internet. Drunk Adam is satan,
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