It's brighter today when you're around
You always remind me of the day
You always remind me of the night
The stars they seem much brighter here

Its a song written by Jamiraquai
When he treadmills
I get really giggly
And then I explain to my friend seated beside me on the couch
He's walking through life in his walking shoes
Nobody should look at his hats anymore really
Just look at where he's walking

Hi,

I wrote to you from the future. My face when I wrote it was like "I know everything."
When I read it now, my face was like, "I still know everything"

Thanks Teacher,
Least Favorite Student

The best was given to everyone
It was a glorious celebration of whole foods
He loved to send others to the supermarket
Because that way he wouldn't have to get it himself

Feature number 1:
It can be encased in any design
Feature number 2:
It can be customized
Feature number 3:
It can be password protected
Feature number 4:
You can Google
Feature number 5:
You can watch YouTube
Feature number 6:
Just visit every website

There you found the letter you've been searching for
It was under your bed this whole time
It was written a long time ago
Now you can read it
So you have more space for letters

Looking at my shoes and the pavement as I make my way around the school
I play with centipedes, mud, trees, clouds, cats
I make friends with the security guard
I **** honey from the santana flowers
I dance while I mop the house
I have a sharp eye for fallen beads
I lick cookie dough from wooden spoons
I genuflect at the blessed sacrament
Pillowforts transform this holy place into a playground
I like to draw on post-its
I say ****

The best thing my friends taught me was that they should probably leave me to paint their portraits since I don't know them well
Faces are filled with information about what we don't really know

Home has a lot of windows
Everyone looking in
But nobody helps the damsel in distress
Because she will probably learn anyway

There are dustbunnies that speak to you when you are alone
Just remember the dust is not a noticeable thing
It's a memory

Memory is a watery element
It has qualities of flexibility
But memory is also a storm
If you remember your plants can grow
Stay indoors when your memory floods you
Stay dry
Stay good
Please don't forget your umbrella
Or you'll start dancing in the rain
Which is alright too

Bye bye bff
It's going to be over soon
It's going to begin again
Just leave her alone

Say you were in a field filled with bones
Say you were in a graveyard filled with flowers
Would you then be free to pick up any flower if you gave up your life
Or would you be free to pick up the bones if you gave up your death

You were in short pants
I was in short pants
It seemed inevitable that we would be friends
Learn about the world and women
But we were only boys
We had only our imagination
And the internet
But when you decided you wanted a life of virtue
We all threatened to leave you and build another world without you
Then you did leave
No more good men in short pants left
Only this motley crew of people who don't see us, hear us, or perceive us
Because we are the invisible men
The once who are always trying to get into the room
When finally we push button and it doesn't work for us

Sign language is a funny thing
I can read it because I can't speak
You can speak it because you can read
I think
You read my face when I needed to see hand signals

Welcome to Japan
It's filled with weird people
A broken family
A forest of shoes
A city of robots
A city of animators
A city of children

She was my guardian angel who told me to sit in hell
But I told her no
I would like to sit with the folks who eat cookies
I was still preserving my cookies for her, my Guardian Angel

Home is where your feet take you
You have to become your direction
You take the road and the rowing boat follows
You have to make it so that you are alive at the end

The tough thing about being told to move from where you usually sit
Is that the seating is scary
It's filled with torture devices that are weird
Torture device #1:
The What if:
"What if you have ***** the size and number of grapes? Or the size of watermelons"

Torture device #2
The memo:
"Is this C minus because you cheated or because you were late?"
"Late"

Torture device #3
The Comedian
"This watermelon is the watermelon of war. Unfortunately it still has a price tag."

When my parents separated I didn't talk to anyone for a year
I was 7 years old
When I raised my hand to speak
Everybody listened
When my sister told us she was dead
We were supposed to attend a piano recital
Instead we attended her funeral
I decided
This was not the family I want to belong to
I wore a **** black dress at the wake to set myself apart
Rebellion

Everyday the doctor visits me
She checks if I've eaten an apple for today
I check if she really has a diploma
Is she licensed to save lives?
Is she supposed to marry a doctor?
Maybe he's overqualified

The party is tomorrow
If you want to join you should say no
If you want to join you should say yes
If you want to get in an accident you can say yes

Pedro is a director of cinematography
He has many actresses who ask him if they're doing it right
Sometimes he tells the audience to focus on the background
And imagine a movie that was spoken in another language

Sometimes
I talk like an unattractive woman
I flower my words
Make them pretty
And forget
That a man made me feel beautiful

I have a fondness for memory
You have a fondness for comics
There is new things in the world too
Like lightbulbs being made everyday

There's always one in every team
The last picked player
She has all the skills
She has all the brains
Strategists who know or don't how the game is played

There are ways in the road which signs you don't have to read
You can just drive and drive drive safely.
Parking spaces are meant to be provided
By this who pray the Parking Prayer

"Jesus Jesus, Please give me a parking space"

The end of the aisle had a song
Are you listening to it?
It has all the notes of a painted wall
It has a white wash color to it
It might be a bit on the average side
But the frame keeps it light
Even if she wants to get out she won't
But that's just the half of it