I wear boy jeans.
It's true. Only I bought them by accident.
But I wear them on purpose.
I wear boy jeans and I think about girls
They're dark, dark blue and straight
(Not the girls, the jeans)
Except for where they gather at my ankles
Because I'm too short
Or maybe boys are too tall.
I'm not straight like my jeans.
Except where they gather at my ankles,
I guess.
Only, I don't really gather things.
Not at my ankles or anywhere else.
I actually lose things most of the time.
So maybe I should keep my keys
And my promises and my spare change
In the upturned cuffs of my jeans.
Because, like I said, boys are too tall.
Or maybe I
Hello luvvies <3 I don't know why you're here, since my art looks like it was drawn by a handicapped baby bunny. But you're welcome to stay as long as you like :-)
And don't forget to take a jacket when you leave, it's chilly out there.
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