Quinn Allman scaring cats
- mom: what do you even DO on the internet?
- me: i have no idea
I will write about the following.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on
Dear girlfriend
Dear boyfriend
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I’m thinking a movie.
With shared popcorn, even if you like sweet and I like salty.
And we’ll sit at the back where noone can complain if we giggle too loudly or talk.
And then a coffee.
Or a pizza, your choice.
and we can laugh at stupid jokes.
Or make sherlock referances.
and listen to the Used until the sun gives out.
Sound good?
Where do you take someone on a first date?
Seriosuly, i’ve never acctually ‘dated’ someone before I have no idea how this works.
What are normal problems like?
I post things here.
Then I realise.
NOONE CARES.
"Drown Bert!"
My father, once again.
Dad, the dog can swim. And throwing him in a paddlig pool with abou two inches of water will do fuck all.
I could have an entire blog based on the interactions between my father and my dog.
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