I am eating peaches that are crunchy. I don't like it.
I had one of those the other day, not so good.
Then not too long ago I had a mush peach. Silly me tried to cut it with a knife like I normally do, and I ended up mushing it to **** and throwing it out the car window for the animals and bugs to enjoy.
so like ha.
i said hi to him because he signed on aim.
and then he started typing but never sent anything.
and in my nuerotic little brain i was like ZOMG I LET YOU TOUCH SOME OF MY FUN PARTS AND NOW YOURE IGNORING ME? (when really he replied but my aim was being weird)
so i was like OH OK
and i signed off.
and then he texted me and was like hey what was that all about.
and i lied and was like my computer overheated and i couldnt get it to turn back on for a few minutes after i said oh ok, i was gonna say i guess youre busy after that.
and then was like **** well im glad your computers ok and i was like wow me too all my music is on there i would have cried like a little *****... small talk small talk and then he was like i'll be back. set his **** to away.
and so i think he could sort of tell that i was massively full of ****. and got freaked out?
MAN IM THE MASTER OF PLAYING IT COOL WITH THE MENZ WTF HAPPENED?
ha
after almost 2 months of dating its ok to fly the ***** flag quarter mass at least right?
I feel GUILTY about not eating the other peach and going for pizza. Not because of fat feelings but maybe the other peach got its feelings hurt?
When I was a kid, I felt sorry for the pans/pots when I put them on the stove, and the stove ****, too. It was like Aushwitz all over again. For me, at least...
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