I don't care if you don't respond or don't read this, but I just want to get it off my chest, and I figure I'll send it to you anyway.
I'mg oing to trip with Atlas in the woods and make love and let all of this negative shit the fuck out and be happy aain and grow things and build things and create things and not worry about bullshit and be fucking happy.
I can't wait. I need this so bad. I'm glad I have something to look forward to. I need to buy a hat in case he doesn't like my mohawk or my obviously receding hairline, even though it's shaved down. But we'll probably be swimming maybe so I can't really hide it then. Damn maybe he's not that shallow. I hope not. Maybe it's just me.
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