Jul 30, 2015
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[Text ⇾ Unsent]: I like how we have so much in common, I have a feeling we will be good fiends but then again I am scared to fuck things up.
[Text ⇾ Unsent]: I like your moles.
[Text ⇾ Unsent]: Come over and get drunk with me. I need to forget.
[Text ⇾ Unsent]: You look like a good kisser. Not hitting on you, just stating the truth. We should sell your kisses. Like a booth but they can also get truck food for something extra. I am high as fuck, sorry.
[Text ⇾ Unsent]: Turns out my high self wants to be your pimp. You in?
[Text]: Send me your location. I have beer, you have food. You know it’s coming.
