I missed the plot

Nothing turns me on like word porn –

We’re walking down the streets with pants hanging loose, eyes feasting on pupils striving and paving for a future for them, constantly trying to put themselves on. We’re exchanging a planned future more than we exchange phone numbers lately. We’re constantly knocking on random trying to find any individual to exchange our past with their present, they vow to put us on but fail to feed their own. With loose pants being sold on streets we’re expected to fit in.

“I missed the plot again, for some odd reason the #TuesdaySpecial is always bit too random. Blog has nothing to do with the title...”