I thought I was going to experiment with love, without compromise. I'm in love, (if that's what I feel) but am not so sure about the compromise part. I mean, I got the most laid back guy in the world, and he surfs life...enjoys the annoying padding for hours (you see that he ain't going anywhere but), then rides the awesome wave for 10 fucking seconds, and he is most happy. I'm also talking about...
