Friday, April 22, 2011

It was the best of times,

it was the worst of times.






When I was 14, I went to a Jesus and Mary Chain show and met a 19-year-old named Randy. He was in college and he was tall and had sweaty hands. We bonded over music and kissing. We went out a couple of times and then the fact that I was 14 sort of kicked in. I think he actually picked me up from school once to go on a date.

I always think of him when I hear them. (I hate disabled embedding.)

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