LIT 150

Category: love

Call me Sweetie

It hurts my hippie-liberal-wannabe-northeastern-forward-thinking-sensibilities, but I love it when someone calls me Sweetie. Love it like chocolate. Love it like Christmas. I love it like finding new music that sounds like old music. Songs for dancing. Songs for driving. Shortcut songs that explain exactly how I feel. Call me Sweetie, but Sugar works. And Honey. […]