10-07-2002, 07:17 PM
LOVE? Please!
She went out on a date on Friday night.
I'm nice and shit. I bought her flowers. I didn't punch her when she goo'd on my sheets this morning. I haven't told anyone in school that I'm banging her or that I came in her mouth. When I fart in bed, I don't pull the sheets over her head.
But love? .....nope. And no matter how much cheese comes out of her twat, I'm not going to fawn over her. It's her fault she's got one of those things. She chose to be a girl.
She went out on a date on Friday night.
I'm nice and shit. I bought her flowers. I didn't punch her when she goo'd on my sheets this morning. I haven't told anyone in school that I'm banging her or that I came in her mouth. When I fart in bed, I don't pull the sheets over her head.
But love? .....nope. And no matter how much cheese comes out of her twat, I'm not going to fawn over her. It's her fault she's got one of those things. She chose to be a girl.