im stacking extension cords on each other like theyre tinker toys. constructing a tower of babel in the name of the god of electricity. there’ll be at least 100 outlets when ive hooked these boys up nice and good. ill never run out again
nothing more satisfiying than this. really sates that primal urge to Plug Things In. but you know i think we can take this even further
you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
ALT
