i have the biggest lady crush on Olivia Wilde.
she can come stay at my place to get a break from her world of constant perfection and the media. we can down shots of moonshine, smoke expensive weed out of my crystal pipe and frolic on my memory foam mattress.
my boyfriend isn’t getting in on any of this action.
so yes Olivia, this is an open invitation.
and so i say in my cheap game-show voice: come on down!
i’m actually getting a little bored with wordpress and haven’t written much poetry lately. but don’t run off just yet! i will be back into my groove eventually.
til then i’m just keeping it light and reminding you all i’m still here.