Pocket.

As my pants pocket lit up I hoped It would be my one and only love well...not my love yet but in the future I bet he will be...anywho it was not my prince it was in fact my  friend. Although my hopes had been squashed by my internal need for affection and the text from someone else I need a way to get that hoe bag and his perfect wind swooped hair and his greenish brown eyes his lips like a.......wow way to far I need a refresh defresh(restart)..so as a mind blocker exercise I took a walk and bought candy. As a result of my tremendous sugar high I plan to crash in T minus 5.2 minutes.