21.09.05 - 9:00 p.m.

oh, fourteen year old boys! oh floppy bangs and unadulterated good intentions! affinity with song lyrics and a beat-up skateboard deck and flirting, flirting! oh, interest in everything; going camping with phil elvrum's parents and asking if i know them!

why do i feel like telling you my deepest, darkest secrets? is it because your elbows are still round with baby fat; that you haven't yet learned the art of coyness?