Here’s my thing: I was born in Columbia South Carolina, and it just got me thinking—
Why not buy a USC sweatshirt? Well I did, I’m not completely sure what their mascot is but I’ll support them regardless because they’re not even in the PAC 12 and not close to being Beaver Rivals, so whatever, I bought the sweatshirt. AND THEN I thought, what if I had applied and got accepted to the University of South Carolina? Like, what a funky decision that would have been to just consider going to that school just because I was born in Columbia. Well, I thought about it some more and I realized I would have been around a lot of things like Southerners, Peaches, Gators, and Country Music. And I LOVE COUNTRY MUSIC! And then I thought about how I probably would have dated so many handsome Southern Gentlemen and go to places like Florida, Georgia, Texas, and then I thought I can’t be doing this anymore because I’m already done with school.
BUT— I really do want to go back there just because I think it would be fun seeing what it’s like. And maybe I will meet my handsome Southern Gent.
Finally I can look at you today and say to myself, “what was I thinking?”
I made you Better, but I’m better by myself.
I can’t let people push me around. I need to speak out more about what I know is wrong than thinking it’s okay to let it slide.
I wouldn’t mind a cowboy.