I now know ...
where he lives.
On my fucking street.
Saw him today, mowing his lawn.
The most angelic fucking lawn you'll ever lay eyes on.
30 Nov 8:44pm
Sorry dude. Ran out of credit. But no, I dont have to wear a burka. I WANT to. lol one, theres not a million guys staring at you, two, its kind of amazing. Its kind of an invisibility cloak. Im the female harry potter, bitch.
5:20pm 30th Nov
(I met Karen in Japanese class, first year of uni. She is graduating. I get teary thinking about our time at uni ending. I'm genuinely happy for her but at the same time, I wish we could all bake a cake of rainbows and smiles and graduate together holding hands, and happiness would radiate out of our butt cracks and world hunger would be a thing of the past.)
Which essentially makes me Henry and Beverly Hills 90210.
I so have no grip right now. I think i threw up and had a sausage roll.
-27th Nov 1:27am
Compared to his usual texts, which are complex masterpieces, this text, this text about throwing up, and then having a sausage roll plays on the simple concept of continuity, and in it's simplicity, is, in and of itself, a triumph of English literature.
I can only assume that when Henry texts, his fingers channel some pool of raw humanity that is off-limits to others. Here's what I mean:
Haha maybe. Or maybe i'll gag myself and then swallow my own vomit?
- 4th Nov 6:49pm
Henry's texts seem to revolve around common themes and although his prose tends to lie somewhere between Baroque and existential, with a tendency to be Neo-romantic at times, obvious influences would (presumably) include the more modern works of Sylvia Plath and Perfume. (citation needed)
If I started a story with "That three-year-old totally deserved it," would you listen?
- 2nd Nov 11:19am
On the 13th of November (last month), I experienced "5 indulgent layers of vertical yum!"
For those of you who are new to vertical yum, a little advice:
You may think you're ready. You may say to yourself "How vertical can this yum be?"
Let me tell you, it's the most vertical yum that ever existed.
God didn't know what to do with himself when he came up with the concept of layering yum in the least horizontal of manners.