The Randomness In My Head...

Dear creepy guy by the traintracks no more than 5 minutes ago,

Do I have a fat piece of shit on my face or something? No? Then please explain to me why you felt it necessary to STARE at me from the point I turned the corner onto “your” street until I got into my car… Wait, scratch that… Until I drove away completely weirded out.

I mean, I do acknowledge the fact that I’m gorgeous and you probably had a bit of a mancrush from the minute I graced you with my presence, but if that was the case, feel free to say something to me the next time we cross paths… Compliments are always welcome and appreciated. But let’s be real for a minute… You couldn’t even begin to afford my ass ;)

Best wishes to you and yours for a safe and happy Thanksgiving. As an early New Year’s resolution, try working on that little staring problem you’ve got going on.

Love,

Caleb <3