Be with someone who would drive five hours, just to see you for one.
You don’t have to miss me.
You could always talk to me instead of being on anon.
I was walking around the mall today, and I saw this girl.. she was a “stud”, I was admiring her style and we made eye contact. I can’t help but smile when I make eye contact with someone, I feel rude if I don’t.. I guess this woman thought that was an open invitation to grab my ass when she passed by me… I don’t care if she took my “just being kind” smile, as a flirting of some sort but that fact that she touched me anywhere is fucked up..
What’s even more fucked up was the fact that my first thought was “See this is why I dressed like a guy for so long.”
i wonder how people describe me when they’re talking about me to someone who’s never met me
If my jokes offend you:
- I’m sorry
- It won’t happen again
- 1 & 2 are lies
- You’re a pussy