get ready for us cali..

cause we're coming in full swing.

get ready for us cali..

cause you're where i want to be.

i need you to listen for just a second. i don't care if you only shop at thrift stores. and i don't care if you read nothing but classic novels. it is not important to me whether you are thirteen or thirty four, foreign or native, thin or overweight. i will not judge you. it doesn't matter what kind of haircut you have, what sort of statement you're making while you lead a vegan lifestyle or if you love steak and fried eggs. hate drugs or listen to simon and garfunkel. i'm not interested in how superior your taste in underground music is. i couldn't care less if you're wearing urban outfitters jeans, thrifted shoes, or a hollister polo. it is not important to me whether you are a writer, a dreamer, a painter, a gas station clerk, or if you're living off food stamps. i don't care if you're a hippy, an athiest, a devoted christian, wealthy, dirty, catholic, homeless, jewish, buddhist, a smoker, a drinker, clean or shy. i will not judge you. it doesn't matter to me how extensive your vocabulary may be, which independent films you've seen, what books you have read, how high your iq is. i will still open the door for you. i promise. and i will let you sit near me if another seat is unavailable. even if you don't like what i believe in, and even if i disagree with some of your ideas. i will respect you. i will offer you some common decency. and not because it's right, and not because you deserve it, but because that is what makes sense to me. i'm a shadow. neurotic, opaque, and drunk with fascination. i'm your friend. and you don't have to impress me. because i'm not here to impress you.

seasonal : justin posey