POPS = LOVE.
If I go paint-balling, I have to wake up early, leave my friend or make them pay $30, pay $30 myself, and then get tortured to death with paintballs...
OR I could sleep in, stay with my friend, spend no money, and then talk and play and have no worries.
Hm... What to do??
Confessions:
- I love to flirt.
- I don't know what I think of
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