As Valentine's Day Approaches, I Can't Help But FEEL
You know, just......feel.
Dear Boyfriend,
Why don't you exist?
Was it that thing I didn't say? The thing about us maybe being boyfriend-girlfriend?
Huh?
Are you there?
How about this:
What? Oh, yeah, I don't know why I did that. Don't guys really like her? You know, think she's pretty, badass, etc? Etc??
How about this:
I look just like her!
Really!
Really. Plus this sense of humor. Talk about a package!
You know, you can email me. There's a function! Potentials: feel free!
I'm waiting!
Everyone knows I'm kidding, right?
:(
Dear Boyfriend,
Why don't you exist?
Was it that thing I didn't say? The thing about us maybe being boyfriend-girlfriend?
Huh?
Are you there?
How about this:
What? Oh, yeah, I don't know why I did that. Don't guys really like her? You know, think she's pretty, badass, etc? Etc??
How about this:
I look just like her!
Really!
Really. Plus this sense of humor. Talk about a package!
You know, you can email me. There's a function! Potentials: feel free!
I'm waiting!
Everyone knows I'm kidding, right?
:(
posted by K at 8:18 PM
1 Comments:
Wanna sell our eggs togezzer? Two-for-one special.
Seriously: we could get like eight grand a piece. Think about it. Of course sometimes the psycho hormone-shots make you have an embolism and die, but hey: there's risk in everything.
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