Tiny Dancer

While I agree there needs to be some excitement to life I don’t really enjoy it in the form of vehicular manslaughter…

I seriously hardly ever drive, but I'll avoid you if I ever see you on the street, complainer.

Well…. I am starting to see more of a reason to stay inside.

Oh hush I hardly ever drive. What's life without a little adventure?

Was that supposed to make me feel safer?

More of warning to watch out for me. I usually walk or run everywhere though. It's cheaper.

You okay, Blossom?

It's just bee a long day... Even longer night. This time I really don't mean to come off as a horrid bitch.

Well even at the thirty to forty miles a moped can get up to I could very well be dead. I would hate to be a mailbox around you.

I promise I'm only a partial concern to society. I don't hit things on purpose most of the time.

Okay. Remind me to not get in your way.

Don't worry, I'm a moped girl. But it's still advised to stay out of my way. I can fuck people up.

You are sooooo into me.

Alright. If it helps you feel good.

You think I’m cute.

All you are is blurry right now. Maybe after a few drinks and not two back to back jobs. Maybe.

You have no idea how awesome it is to be able to actually drink at LAN parties.

I’m not certain… But I believe there’s chunks of someone’s mailbox underneath my mom’s car…? Oh… There’s… there’s a letter here… Mom hit a mailbox. 

Your mom sounds like my kind of driver.

I made rum cookies...

I wasn’t… I mean… I only had… ugh, you are the worst.

I gave you a great night. I get to tease you a bit. I got teased about my 21st too. If I wanted to embarrass you I'd show you the few pictures I have.

I have a feeling a few months down the line I’ll be buying either baby clothes or a dress to wear to your court hearing.

Neither, fuck you.

Yeah… my head hurts and I remember… kissing, lots.

Oh yeah. We probably made out when you weren't getting a hard-on for the girls. It's my best drunk quirk.

This book is insane. Fifty shades of grossity. 

It can't be that bad.