I am having a Diet Coke and a cigarette.
I see the diet Coke and approve, but I thought you had written a Dear John letter to the cigs.
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I am having a Diet Coke and a cigarette.
I see the diet Coke and approve, but I thought you had written a Dear John letter to the cigs.
Fucker came back saying how much he loved me and needed me and wanted me.
Effing Nic.
I did I did I did! Wasn't that amazing! FIVE AND ONE, BABY!!!
That kick was a thing of beauty. Actual tears. Beautiful. (Getting a little misty even now).
Thanks for the ~ma y'all. I'm out of here in about 15 minutes, and then home.
Fucker came back saying how much he loved me and needed me and wanted me.
Look, maybe it's none of my business, but I'm fairly certain he's seeing hundreds of thousands of people behind your back, including my stinky and yellow-fingered downstairs neighbor. He'll take your money, leave you wrinkly and brown-toothed, and snicker about what a sucker you are while hanging around with his lawyers and corporate whores in his DC lobbyists' offices and other such low-rent dives. He's so not worthy of you. Kick his lying ass to the curb.
t hearts JZ
Kick his lying ass to the curb
Besides, he's not that into you. Yeah, Nic says he wants long-term relationships, but only if he's the one in control. He wants you to check in with him before you do anything, he wants to pick your friends, and he really hates it when you pay attention to anything other than him.
I mean, really, even the French are getting tired of his games.
We hung out a few times. He was really cool.
You know - from an evil thing perspective.
I've had him, too. But I was seriously drunk.
That kick was a thing of beauty. Actual tears.
It was the clock management that blew me away. That's something I've never seen them do - march down the field and use enough time to not allow an answer. So beautiful. Even the Eagles fans we ended up watching the game with (bar with 12 screens) were graciously admiring.
Damn, I'm seeing him right now. I thought he loved me!