it was a warm afternoon, aboht 45 degrees, i took off my big carhartt and was just in my hoodie. XXNX (sorry forgot to mention im kinda a goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat and being a country boy. i was in my carhartts and work boots, and she was wearing a nice pair of tight blue jeans and a white tee shirt. “hi, i have a huge favor to ask” whats up” i said. “i know, its really just my hands that r cold though” she said. i gues i will may e try and talk with her and there goes my brain raging at itself, “just do it, no i cant, DO IT, im scared” ya the usual stuff. im gonna pass out shes so beautiful and
