Monday, April 12, 2010

close call

i walk around the neighborhood where i work during lunch. i am a chain smoker. my favorite lives in the neighborhood around my job. i dont know how he feels about smokers.

i was walking and smoking and threw out a cigarette cause i thought i saw my favorite crossing the street in front of me. when i got to the corner to look up the street to see if it was him, i was relieved to see it was not him.

this kid who crossed the street had gotten a half block away, but i knew it wasnt my favorite.

i can recognize him from the back.

well aware i am creepy, fuck off.

<3

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