After pretending to be Aristotle for 2 days...Im so over epilepsy.
A very close friend of mine got married to a goo bag...whom she claims, she loves.
Okay...is it just me or girls really become doormats after commitment?
Mutlab theek hai...you people are in love and all that yada yada magical jazz...just keep it in your room man!
Why do they have to go all..."jaan khana khaya..?" "are you feeling alryte baby?" "hehe...do you need anything..?" in public?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Like...what am I, pardon me, a chutia sitting there..?
THATS A TWENTY TWO YEAR OLD WELL BRED, WELL BUILT, HEALTHY, GHORA/GHORI YOURE COMMUNICATING WITH!!
But...whatever...as long as theyre happy...
But thats not what I had in mind...umm...but never mind...
I cant seem to process my thoughts aj kal...
*rests head on palm and pretends to faint*
eh eh eh
I kind of have a thing for my IT teach I think....
you're now allowed to shoot me.
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