Because he eats peanut butter out of the jar, with his tongue.
Because he has obscure 70's disco on his iPod.
Because he thinks he's flabby, when really he's got a flatter stomach than Frankie.
Because he's afraid to look uncool in front of his underlings.
Because he loves me even though I told him I'd throw up on his friends.
Because he can crack his toes like people crack their knuckles.
Because he made a chart of our great day.
Because he thinks I'm going out with David Bowie.
Because he entered the body of a classmate just so he could fix my hair.
Because he has spoken real words to the real Kanye Wes'.
Because he cares about me like Courtney Love cares about her stash.
Because he said this: "sometimes you just hit a road block. don't worry, baby. you will spew literations of mind boggling proportions some day."
Because he's the best thing to ever happen to me, and I wouldn't give that up for anything in the world.
Monday, August 13, 2007
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