filter the crowd for me

After this last interview - I'm not going to freakin know what to do with myself
besides anticipate
I could do so much if I had friends and knew the area
oh and if I had a job so that I could spend money
i love how artists are allowed to be weird because they are "artists"
but there is so much ridiculous formality in business
i battle within myself

I did drive by a park alongside the water when I was trying to find the interstate
It was beautiful; I will do a photoshoot there *noted*


So honey I was thinking,
1. I want a daughter named Lily
2. If you don't know the basic car mechanics, you should learn
3. I like marble counters in the kitchen
4. I'll need you to tell me you think I'm pretty, because sometimes I won't think it
5. You should tell me when you don't have time for the details so that I know
6. I moved to Virginia and I want you to find me

I wish we could just filter through all the ridiculous faces
filter 1. attractiveness
filter 2. intellectuals that also know how to be social
filter 3. spiritually willing men
filter 4. those who can make me laugh and like my quirks (sharp decline in options)

and the pivot table gives me...dundundun...you!
I should probably stop setting myself up for disappointment
I'll go back to not having any expectations

I mean, an attractive man who can talk about intelligent ideas and concepts,
but also knows how to fix a tire and dribble un-awkwardly down a court
without staring at his muscles that are about to rip out his shirt
knowing that he has to be home to give the fhe opening prayer...
THAT IS MY MAN and I don't see why that is so difficult to find



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