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Er. So what'd she say?
Er. So what'd she say?
"art sprees are the finest
"art sprees are the finest kind, i fell in love with painting one night when my friend and i fingerpainted all night on bus schedules taped to my wall. alls i had was oil paint, so stoned the next morning i used turpentine to get it offa my face, spent the night 4 hours dosing my it with cucumber moisturizer, smelled like a salad then the carbon monoxide alarm went of cuz i left the stove on...good thymes. congradulations on your finals your a free bird now, oughta find a haystack and jump in, Disco haystack parties, whiskey in the jars and toast on the crossbeams...one day."
WHAT?!
Wow.
Those are like lyrics Beck would use in a song. He hasen't I think, but he would love to see this. But I have no idea how to contact such a famous musician.
Who's Beck?
Who's Beck?
This is Beck.
"Teenage Wastebasket" - Beck
o.O I'm as stumped as you
o.O
I'm as stumped as you are, man.
phew, ok. glad i'm not the
phew, ok. glad i'm not the only one.
then again--i wish i could decode it, at least somewhat, anyway.
Just write her back and ask
Just write her back and ask what she meant? Or be like "wow that is so deep" and include something obscure and confusing ;)
Ok, I sort of understand...
Ok, I sort of understand... I can translate. She seems stoned out of her mind, to be honest.
art sprees are the finest kind, i fell in love with painting one night when my friend and i fingerpainted all night on bus schedules taped to my wall. alls i had was oil paint, so stoned the next morning i used turpentine to get it offa my face,
talking about how her and her friend fingerpainted while stoned and she got it all over herself
spent the night 4 hours dosing my it with cucumber moisturizer, smelled like a salad then the carbon monoxide alarm went of cuz i left the stove on...good thymes.
While trying to take it off she probably burned/irritated her skin so she tried with her moisturizer, since it smelled like cucumber she felt like a salad
congradulations on your finals your a free bird now, oughta find a haystack and jump in, Disco haystack parties, whiskey in the jars and toast on the crossbeams...one day.
She hopes to party in a haystack one day to celebrate your finals?
So clearly she's a drug user, be careful of what you get into.
I feel like I know the
I feel like I know the answer to this, but there's no way that she could've written this if not...stoned or high?
:(
Laughing over here.
It's just nonsense. There isn't any use in trying to figure it out. This person wasen't being "deep" or using any figurative speech and so forth. It's just plain and simple nonsense. And no drugs required for that either.
That's great that she wrote
That's great that she wrote back, but I can see how that message would be confusing and a little scary. Magic Fantastic's interpretation is correct. The haystack bit is a little confusing, but the rest of it makes perfect sense to me.
She sounds like... she sounds fun and sort of beautiful and a little dangerous. Be careful, yeah, but maybe have a fantastic adventure if you think you can handle it.