me in red + blue jeans: 12-16-01 (9:30 am)

yes, infact i am listening to the promise ring if you couldn't tell by the title. i like this song because it sounds like he's writing about a girl like me (sure the only lyrics are nothing feels like you in red and blue jeans and your white and night things)+ the fact that in a poem i had written before i heard this song i used the phrase 'black and blue jeans.'

i remember cute punk boys from october. and they're cute punk rock girlfriends. blondes, always blondes. we could take the time, je peux les apprivoiser (or in english: i could create relations with them-it has a slightly different meaning in french though incontext of the petit prince) and they would be like paul. they say there's nothing on the outside. but really truly the inside is just as meaningless. it doesn't matter what you like, just if you are a good person and if you have a connection--a real mental one, not lust. and he's specia now because he's who i have it with but i still dream my perfect little punk rock dream boy: the socially concious rebel boy who doesn't look like the other punks, or like anyone else. He probably has a great record collection, but that doesn't even matter, what matters is that we're passionate about the same things + issues and this connection that blooms out of that. i just was a hypocrite in the same paragraph. i have no idea how the hell i feel. but my connection with paul comes out of lust, and i want one that is more mental...

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