It’s just I can’t imagine a woman being true. They all say, “I find it so insulting. Something’s wrong with you.”
Young white male, five nine, size nine shoe size, seeks attractive young fun outgoing girl with good sense of humour and dress sense. I used to have short back and sides, but now I’ve long hair and a fringe like everybody else. But now it’s long hair and a fringe like everybody else.
I wear blue jeans mostly, with black or brown Ts, with perished stencils on saying things like Oklahoma College and Varsity Baseball.
Ah, judge me by my shoes, judge me by my shoes – I’m wearing old Nike trainers from 2002, which my mum bought while I was still at school; I’m 24 now, and I’ve never been cool. I still play on my PS One and N64 and haven’t cost us really since 2004. When I was young I made excuses to stay in the house and when I want to grow my heart now, I try to get out.
It’s just I can’t imagine a woman being true. They all say, “I find it so insulting. Something’s wrong with you.”
Do what they say, blend in, duck out of sight. Ran home in the rain again from gang fight.