I have started creating a list that equals my dream boy..
Must love Jets to Brazil and lifetime, Preferably smokes weed and parties just as hard/harder then me, Must have job, And maybe a car, No tribal tattoos, No clinging, No wanting to be my boyfriend, Must be okay with afternoon naps, Must enjoy going for walks and bike rides, Must make me Banana Strawberry smoothies, Must be okay with the fact sometimes (like this weekend) i yell until i lose my voice (like right now), Must flirt with other girls/i will flirt with other boys, Don't take serious...ever...at all, Must be everything on this list, Must be taller then me with a beard, Watch lost, Must pick up on lost references, Must be okay with the fact that Kathleen, Ayla and Jayden are better then you, Must be fully okay with staying up until 7am lurking outside, Must think i love you man is the funniest movie, must be able to play the piano, must blow my mind by talking about the universe and the meaning of life, must be okay with the fact that i talk alot and think about weird stuff, must be the complete opposite of the person i dated before, must make me laugh at all times, must be okay with the fact that when i drink i don't care how i look, must be okay with the fact that i generally don't care about my physical appearance as much as most girls, MUST HAVE A BEAUTIFUL MOUTH/SMILE/TEETH, Must smoke cigarettes at almost all times of the day.
This is my dream boy. But he doesn't exist. I just feel like making lists right now..
And blogging, I feel like blogging right now. I just love words and english and thought.
