Ok I'm pretty sure my lungs are attempting to make a break for freedom from the confines of my chest. Which is so not cool, cuz I kinda need them to do stuff like breathe. And live. And I quite like living. It probably doesnt help that yesterday I went running around in the snow for an hour or so. Which was grand fun. Then me and my sorta kinda not really boyfriend came back here and, um, took a shower, and then we went to his friend's house where they all did several lines of coke (without even offering me any, which kinda annoyed me... I'm not sure whether or not I would've said yes... and I know that if I had said "hey I want some!" they would've all been glad to share, but still... don't just assume I dont want any, you know?), and then I came home. It was actually a really good day.
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susannahjoy:
Why yes, yes we were in the 08. Shocking, I know. And then, the next day he had to meet up with his ex to get some tax stuff taken care of, and ended up fucking her. Awesome.
lostazhell:
Gotta love dating in the 661 Do you get tax breaks for mercy fucks? The IRS does baffle me... as does the native male population around here...