6.23pm
Friday
7 January 2005
and this is the day
the water comes down in waves
the people are here to say
hey there
hurray hurray
I want a boy to be strong enough to pick me up and yet not so chauvinistic that he thinks two girls kissing will turn into a mega vagina that's out to kill him or that some kinds of love and fun between friends can even possibly be a threat to a real relationship.
I want a girl who likes to play with my hair and make out with me as the sun creeps in through my red silk curtains on Sunday morning, but won't call me a poseur because I like to flirt with boys too and bake cookies and wear a lot of fucking pink.
I want someone who looks cute with messy hair.
I want someone who has their own neuroses with society, so I don't feel so awkward about my own. And besides, what intelligent person doesn't identify at least a little bit with neuroticism?
I want someone who sneaks up behind me with hugs, and knows when I need them and when I don't.
I want someone who won't be upset by my unbelievable stubbornness and sometimes extreme independence.
I want someone who agrees with me that I am pretty much the hottest thing ever.
I want someone who likes to eat hot chocolate chip cookies with me and giggle and lay on the sofa and watch The Office.
I want someone who is a voracious bibliophile.
I want someone who makes me laugh all. the. time.
I want someone who is seriously ambitious, but does not ever ever crap on other people's ambitions.
I want someone who likes to go dancing, whether it be at some crappy club, or in the park, barefoot.
I want someone who has passion for music and art and literature and food and good conversation.
I want someone who loves dramatic gestures, but uses them only for the purposes of good and not for evil.