About me:
I like bikes.
I like yellow bandannas.
I like the sound a piece of paper makes after I've drawn completely over it.
I like Dustins' coffee in the morning.
I like Chris' in the evening.
I like black ink.
I like it under my nails.
I like changing lanes three at a time.
I like house parties.
I like green eyes.
I like gold anchors.
I like sleeping with massive amounts of pillows.
I like fixing my car when I can.
I like lightning through windows.
I like standing in open fields and daring it to hit me.
I like dresses.
I like pictures.
I like dancing on hardwood floors in tube socks.
I like wearing glasses.
I like the fact that I don't need them even better.
I like ginger.
I like music with no lyrics, but when you listen to it,
it feels like you're being handed the meaning of life.
I like pianos.
I like pineapple.
I like bass that rocks me.
I like sleeping on the hood of my car.
I like laughing so hard, I'm not sure if and when I'll be able to catch that next
breath.
I like tracers in pictures.
I like what events have shaped me to be.
I like books.
I like people that know what they want.
I like black mustangs and white stingrays, vintage of course.
I like falling and picking myself back up.
I like getting caught in the begining of a storm.
I like writing.
I like life.