my skin is peeling you still bring up that i’d put glue on my hand when you’d come over and you’d put your hand out for a typical handshake while i’d watch my hand harden and then i’d rub it off till my hand turned red while you’d just smirk and wonder why i was so unusual..
quirky you called it.
i was a weird kid still am.
but im glad we grew up a lil bit. cuz now i get to hold your hand and sit close to you at parties without your mom plopping a chair right in the middle.