things i want to say:
1. maybe i’m not your first, and you’re definitely not mine too, but i want us to be the last for each other.
2. you bang your guitar over Megadeath, and i bang mine over Lisa Ono, so what? we’re in love.
3. i want to call your parents ‘mother and father’ someday, just…
me : inside my own absurdity: it’s night already in here. so i guess, it’s permitted.
