Ok, I've had just about enough of this...
...Pinching my own cheeks, or rather, lack thereof, is both boring and sad. And don't even get me started on singing K-Earth pop songs alone in my bed...my pillow is still wet from Leslie Gore inspired tears. "It's...my party...*sniff sniff*... and I'll cry if I want to...Cry if I...Oh god I miss you! *HONK!*"
I believe it's about time we ended this charade of "My family is in town, so you're just my friend...who calls ALL the time."
These arms are useless if not wrapped around you.
P.S. ...
posted by e-12 @ 12:11 AM
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8 Comments:
patience kemosabe. they know we're more than regular friends. and the family leaves sunday.
then afterwards, these cheeks, ultra-chubbied post wisdom teeth extraction, are all yours.
ps. should i be concerned about your cheek fetish?...or anything else it might slippery-slope into?
BARF! hahahahah jk so cute!
ray, sandy. sandy, ray.
Ray, you really should rename this blog "Personal Conversations with my Girlfriend that for Some Reason, I Post on a Blog."
Rewr! Catty.
hah! your friends are funny.
but it's true...why do we do this, schmooooopie?
"Schmoooopie..???!" I used that with my long-term boyfriend. I was Schmoopie and he was Schmoopy. This is the first time i'vev heard someone reference it! boy oh boy!
chezmiko
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