does somebody want to go move to a random city with me and live in a cute apartment and just go to coffee shops a lot and blog and go on city adventures and forget about everything else and we can worry about money when we get there okay let’s just go who’s up for it
Dear future wife/husband/cat,
There’s a lot you’ll learn about me when we meet, I’m pretty transparent. I think one of the first and foremost things however, is that though I’m generally regarded as one of the “little people,” there’s a lot about me that’s much much bigger. My eyes, my hair, my dreams, my sex drive, *eherm,* my trust and sympathy for people, my love of clothing. Seriously, I’m addicted to clothing, it’s a huge problem. Especially fancy underwear. And shoes. I think those things make an outfit. One day I want to publish that in an alternative fashion magazine that I’ll be writing music editorials for. Maybe I’ll start my own one day. I’ll get the logo tattooed on me somewhere, I love all the tattoo plans I have, I hope you will too.
I also tend to get off track. I just meant to say that there’s a lot more than meets the eye to my 5’4, 34B, 122lb stature.
Love and awkward,
I’ll leave you alone forever now.