dawn

This redheaded lady next to me,, she’s wearing a fragrance of,,, geez I can’t quite pin it.

Melon?

Almost like a sweet melon?

No ,that’s not it..

I’ve got it, honeysuckle, which always sounded like a sex act to me.

Grew up with that shit, honeysuckle not sex acts, you pluck the flower off the plant then you remove the stem and suck on the entrails.

Sweet honey , growing from a natural source..

Ain’t we all sista?

We certainly are .

I hope you grow the sweet and not the sour. People grow both and we’re always changing.

Still.

I dig your perfume 💋

You’re definitely not a man and you got pretty hair .

The longer I sit at this bar,,, yeah,, too heavy,you laid it on too thick .

Smells nice,, too nice, you’re covering something up 🤣

There was this moment with this ex-girlfriend, and I was sitting in her bedroom rolling us a joint, and she was in the kitchen and I didn’t mean to be eavesdropping.

She was talking to one of her girlfriends, listening to her bitch ching about her boyfriend and she made this really simple statement

“oh no my boyfriend is actually funny”

This was ages ago, before yucks had some sort of bizarre currency attached to them,

Really sweet, I remember being in the other room feeling very good about myself.

“maybe I’m funny”

Funny to her, nothing better than making your main squeeze laugh, always. Always bring the silly. Depressing grunge songs don’t hold a candle to it. We’re fucked, shit is out of our hands, but here’s something funny.

A nice memory.

Not professionally funny..

Still kinda funny 🤣

Mostly smart ass. I believe that was my flavor, just a smart ass mother fucker, talking all kinds of shit .