you're so cute in your old man sweater. and by that i mean you remind me of a childhood television icon. you're like the hispanic mr. rogers. won't you be my neighbor?
nostalgically,
lady elaine fairchild
dear rudy,
i miss your hair. and by that i mean, you are the only man who has ever presented evidence that long(ish) hair on a man isn't so terrible. well, you and thor, but he's a demigod whose actual existence is debatable, so pretty much just you.
surprisingly,
(not) rapunzel
dear philosophe,
most of what you say goes completely over my head. and by that i mean everything between "hello" and "goodbye." also, you remind me of josh groban with your mass of dark, curly hair. i wonder if you can sing...
stupidly,
college educated
dear ambiguous,
i don't know if we're really friends anymore. and by that i mean that asking me to define our friendship defines our friendship as non-existent.
disappointingly,
sad face
dear man-voice,
i really like your man voice. and by that i mean i really like your man voice. also, you smell good.
admiringly,
man hands
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