concept: u and i go to the aquarium for our first date. u are nervous as u try to hold my hand. but u accidentally knock the cracker out of my hand because ur a piece of shit and u don’t use ur eyes. there goes my damn cracker. look what u have done. i run away screaming and never return ur phone calls. it’s been three years and u still write to me occasionally but i never answer. where is my cracker
Concept: u and i go to the aquarium for our first date. You talk about nothing but crackers. I try to hold your hand and you are holding a god damn cracker. I “accidentally” knock the cracker out of your hand because ur beautiful and we get along so well except for the weird cracker thing, and maybe if I’m in your hand, I’ll be all you talk about instead. You run away screaming and never return my phone calls. it’s been three years and I still write you letters and always include a cracker in the envelope. you never answer.
don’t u ever come near me or my cracker again
