i like the colour red and worn shoes. the way smoke looks in the sun and the feel of vinyl records. sunny days with a nice breeze and a new set of paint brushes. leaves on the ground and freshly cut flowers. new socks and snow covered fields. i like people who never smile, ever, and girls who laugh so hard they don’t make any noise. the smell of old books and freshly washed pillow cases.
i hate noise and traffic cones. impatient and toxic people. i hate my legs and things that look messy. scratched cds and broken pavement. grudges and inconsistency. closed minds and unread books.
i guess an important thing to know is that i like the things that i like, but i love everything, including you.