kingdovikles
I got too much to say. I did, that was what I did, I said that I got too much to say. Plus a smiley face. The problem was that she just didn't understand the emotion, because it wasn't so much a happy smiley face, as a smile of 'I know something you don't know.' More of a grin, I suppose. Either way... She deleted me from Facebook that same dang day!
She was all decked out. Decorated to the nines. If the walls could talk, they would be jealous of the painting that was her face.
"Lean on me," they would cry. Such an astonishing self portrait. Perfect gown. Lovely sparkly shoes. And I was just there to serve her bubbly water when she rang.
I just sat. Sat and learned new words. New words which I wrote down. French once.
Je ne sais pas comment le dire proprement, mais ondule est mon ami. La peine et la hurte de simplement m'asseoir pendant des heures and des autres heures et plus d'heures.
She was only there for about five minutes. That's about twenty minutes less than me. I saw her the moment she walked in, I suppose you could say that I had been waiting for her; I'd been waiting for someone worth my damn time to walk in.
Her eyes and her jacket were red. Here eyes caught mine after I looked away the first time, and she smiled. I said something to entice her. My name.
There are few things that pique a hot tempered person like a hot tempered person. Fuck spelling mistakes. Ugh. Sorry.
A witch once attacked a pricked-ears little boy and turned him into a truth teller. Later, he told a few honest mistakes. That's a curse if I ever seen one
I could not believe it. A gosh dawrn unicorn. For sale. Suzy would neither believe it or ever need another fucking birthday present again. That's five awesome gifts in a row, each improving upon last year's request.
I am a nut. Not a peanut or anything silly like that; no one is allergic to me or my scent! In fact, folks follow me around like ass on a fine female. I do not care, and everyone knows it. That seems to either entertain or turn folks on. I'm exciting like an explosion, or birth.
Way off the hinge. My jokes never are minute, and I am a big bad maaan
There are so many of them! All beautiful, some fat. No problems! The great thing about love is it's so indiscriminate.
They all lied to me, last week. They said there were no females... But I had just left a building full of fed up and lonely women. They only wanted a little care and honesty. They told me to be a loving man, so I told my friends: They want you!
She never expected to get her start walking. Not in a million years...
The running away part had been easy, but to continue running had been tough. Real tough! There's nothing like being able to call a thin diet a new a diet! She smiled not with confidence, but elation. They are watching me fly
It's funny, how some things work. I thought I had signed up for fitness classes, yoga or something... maybe it was a bit presumptuous of me not to have read past "do you love hot women? Do you love to stretch things? Do you enjoy polka?"
Darn! At least now old people like me; my boss gave me a raise.
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