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Tickle me pink and paint me confused. What is that supposed to mean? If I would've known that... This summer... It'd be very, Different. I shagged her in the trunk of a car... very romantic, like. Romantic I bet. I wish I Had spent the night at your house, I Know how to seduce you... Whose fault is that? I know that he is playing mental tetris with my feelings, trying to forcelessly coerce me into the sack before it's too late. I know his motives, I know his history, I know him. Yet, why am I not helping the situation? If your still around on the tenth... We could go catch a show... Pathetic. To say the least. But True. |