I am at work I am bored I dont want to do anything except roll around in my pyjamas I am confused I am restless I am complacent I am tired I am cranky and I am over you.
Why do boys think they can always save me? There's probably only a few boys in the entire world that can save me, and whoever you think you are, you're not one of them.
My internet provider is broken. They are stupid. And so is Bill Heffernan for saying this.
And I also don't understand you (not you, another person) sometimes. You say you're over looks and just want someone smart and intelligent and blah blah, and when she falls in your lap you turn her down for some 20 yr old bimbo. What the fuck.
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