stripes
(reblogged from fiftywords)
You, with your no-nonsense stripes, your hair pulled back, your little jewelry, your green eyes, your jelly-wearing French-tipped feet, your icy glances, your 7 jeans, yes you.
Me, Star Wars Forever t-shirt, buddy-holly-glasses-before-everyone-started-wearing-them, black chucks, Beetlejuice socks, Ryan Atwood wrist cuff, Nintendo Champion 1984 windbreaker, yes me.
You me?
If only most of us would have the courage to do this; but it wouldn’t hurt to try, right? Sometimes, you just don’t know.
I say, we gotta get some grit and go climb that tree.
