Ce n'est pas le weekend

I love the way a bus fills up with people. The way people move and smile to accommodate others, and the way some look away and pray you won't try sit next to them.

I dislike the girls promoted on billboards for being academically spectacular, and I hate punches...but I love bruises.

I hate love, I hate hate and I hate hypocrisy, but I love these things too. I love hate/love relationships, and I love believing.

I don't love fake, but I don't love real.

I value friendliness and treasure it. I hope you will too.