CIJS?
-I love my cats. They give the best hair massages ever.
-I don't like needles. Dude. You poked my butt and not in a fun way. I expected belligerent pain. Instead, I felt nothing. "Holy fuck! You have good hands," I said as I pulled up my pants. And then I laughed and laughed at the scenario as I watched you struggle to not laugh, too. CIJS? I heard you laughing and telling. Dude. Those are curtains, not walls. Lol dork.
-I forget how much my friends love me, because I mostly stay home and don't see people. I have forgotten what it's like to let go and allow others to jump in to help. I have been absorbed in helping myself and not needing people. I have been dedicated to not being dependent of others. Today I needed a ride to get checked and damn. There I went with a clan of people all who argued over which got to drive me there. It was so fucking heartwarming. CIJS? Fuck, yo. H, R, V, and A, thanks for still loving me even though I disappeared. And you even got me chocolate. Heh tacos would have been better, but hey. I'm not complaining.
-Them eyes, though. Rude. It's like this. Everything else about you makes me think about how much I want to throw you up against a wall. How much I want to lose all carefulness and just throw, shove, push. Your eyes, though. Fuck. They don't make me think about shit. I just look into them, forget to breathe, and absolutely forget to think. Hanneh, damn.
-I love my cats. They give the best hair massages ever.
-I don't like needles. Dude. You poked my butt and not in a fun way. I expected belligerent pain. Instead, I felt nothing. "Holy fuck! You have good hands," I said as I pulled up my pants. And then I laughed and laughed at the scenario as I watched you struggle to not laugh, too. CIJS? I heard you laughing and telling. Dude. Those are curtains, not walls. Lol dork.
-I forget how much my friends love me, because I mostly stay home and don't see people. I have forgotten what it's like to let go and allow others to jump in to help. I have been absorbed in helping myself and not needing people. I have been dedicated to not being dependent of others. Today I needed a ride to get checked and damn. There I went with a clan of people all who argued over which got to drive me there. It was so fucking heartwarming. CIJS? Fuck, yo. H, R, V, and A, thanks for still loving me even though I disappeared. And you even got me chocolate. Heh tacos would have been better, but hey. I'm not complaining.
-Them eyes, though. Rude. It's like this. Everything else about you makes me think about how much I want to throw you up against a wall. How much I want to lose all carefulness and just throw, shove, push. Your eyes, though. Fuck. They don't make me think about shit. I just look into them, forget to breathe, and absolutely forget to think. Hanneh, damn.
"Hipster is what happens when young hot people do what old ladies do." -Exian