i like peaches in the summer. when you can buy them off the side of the road from wooden shacks or the backs of pick up trucks. and they're golden like the sun and you're jealous. juicy yellow fuzzy peach skin and blushing auburn peach pit drip with yummy.
and the cold outside blows through my sweatshirt with red racing stripes. my ears stay warm and muffled beneath a space invaders beanie. i like my hot chocolate to go in a paper cup. hot cocoa powder and milk melt whipped cream so it blends into creamy warmth. mmm. it's on par with chicken noodle soup steaming from the spoon.
i want to be mates of state happy.
they smile when they sing to each other.
currently spinning: beulah: if we can put a man on the moon than surely i can win your heart