it's fucking freezing in this household. i'm watching sex and the city, eating soup, dickin' around on the computer, wearing a sweatshirt, pj pants, and fuzzy pink slippers. i'm up for a cuddle.
i ran into an old one today. and in that i mean i ran into him, and proceeded to redden when i realized who he was. i suck at making small talk. there's a 6 year difference. didn't matter before...
then it became quiet when we remembered the good times. and how it was all my fault. oops.
i'm afraid i'm calice, but full of cherry filling on the inside and some day the coating will melt off and i'll ooz all over the place. nice imagry, eh
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