WESTERN COWBOY RELOADS
When I was 4 years old, I had an imaginary Cowboy friend. His name was Tex. One summer day my neighbor across the street was sitting in her breezeway with a female friend I hadn’t met before. They were laughing a lot and loudly. I walked up to them and the friend thought I was adorable and she asked me my name and I told her and I introduced her to my friend, Tex, “He’s a Cowboy” motioning with both arms to the air at my right. They laughed a lot and loudly.
Tex died that day. They killed Tex.
I type, “I love you”. Stop.
Erase
I type, “I’ll never stop loving you.”. Stop.
Erase
I type, “Even if you had hairy feet I’d suck your toes.”. Stop.
Erase
I know it pisses you off when I say these things.
Which is funny because I haven’t been this nervous since the time I pissed the bed at my cousins house when I was thirteen.
I’ll do the same thing I did then, now, say nothing. My lips are like the piss soaked powerangers blanket. Returned back to their original position. No harm done. It’s only on the inside that it smells like piss.
About me
I am Jarrett. I'm cynical yet accepting. I like Owls, Harry Potter, Pokemon, and Chuck Palahniuk.LIBRO DE CARA
