Every huge romantic disaster i’ve ever had has either began or occurred in the week of October 24th to October 31. What week is it right now? Oh, is today the 24th? Imagine that…
by krisis
thoughts
Hypothetically, say there’s this girl who you fell for the first time she ever spoke to you. Let’s say you thought her sweetness was a fluke until she started flirting a little. Let’s say you thought it was nothing but then the next week she flirted with you again. Let’s say she put her head on your shoulder. Let’s say she was having a boy friend sleep over for the night, and talks about her nervousness at length. And then let’s say she tells you that she feels like she knows you so well even though you’ve ever spent 4 hours together as you walk her home.
You absolutely shouldn’t plagiarize for a term paper. Not ever. And, if you had been considering it on some deep inner level, first you should check to see if your textbook was written by your professor.
Forgot about that one, didn’t’cha?
In a heartbreaking turn of events, some young man was just directed to my site after searching on the phrase “How to wear a Jock Strap.” Not only does he not know how to wear a jockstrap now, i fear that he might suffer from an indifference to dating and an urge to write down everything he feels so that random people on the internet can read about it. Good luck with that jockstrap, son.
and what seals fate is just circumstance
because coincidence equates with stupid chance
and the dumbest luck met me you
it’s true