spoiled goods?
heh. i think i accidentally broke the boy.
he's lying on the bed next to me and whinging abt his sore legs. very "wanna - be - pathetic - and - get - loads - of - pity - because - i - like - pity" of him and very, very adorable.
"are you writing about my legs? why aren't you writing about my legs? was that about my legs? can i write about my legs?"
the poor lil thing walks like a cowboy. but that's ok because he likes cowboys. yeh, he is a weird one.
...if his legs fall off during the night, do i get my money back?
he's lying on the bed next to me and whinging abt his sore legs. very "wanna - be - pathetic - and - get - loads - of - pity - because - i - like - pity" of him and very, very adorable.
"are you writing about my legs? why aren't you writing about my legs? was that about my legs? can i write about my legs?"
the poor lil thing walks like a cowboy. but that's ok because he likes cowboys. yeh, he is a weird one.
...if his legs fall off during the night, do i get my money back?
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