fuck. I think it's about time I said it.
I want to barely think about her. but
it's only been two weeks. and all this
time I've spent like money at the bar
on a boy. as he just sits very near me
and in a very awkward way astounds
my reality as I lose sight of all my
orange seeds.

I hope you manage to
make all those plants grow.

scooter.

.

.

eat an orange
be a star.