2. i still do and it kinda irks me cos... yeah, let's just leave it at that else i'd go on writing a paragraph and then a thesis but anyway, i still do! but sheesh, not as much as i used to. i mean, you're great and all but why do you gotta go be someone you're not?! i mean, i'm totally fine (in fact i'd do that to) with not acknowledging something you don't want to through misleading answers (though you probably will not have the capacity to luh, since you're not really good with words and everything...). actually i'd give totally misleading and unasked-for answers just cos' it's hilarious but anyway, i wouldn't blatantly lie about who i really am! it's like telling someone you hate nachos but deep inside you love them like how a bulimic loves the toilet. there's a difference between:
said situation 1;
'do you like nachos?'
'NO I HATE THEM, GOD THEY SUCK SO BAD. WHY DO YOU EVEN ASK THIS. NEVER NACHOS NEVER.'
(when you love them to bits)
v.s. said situation 2;
'do you like nachos?'
'like how you love your dog.'
(when friend does not have mentioned pet)
OR
'whatever floats your boat, beb'
OR
'i don't know, do you, hobo?'
OR
'pie.'
see the difference: denial and hilarious digression. jeez.
3. i do but the reason is just plain lame. we share similar interests. but like how chick lit authors (which i assume they would... stereotypes are based on a general truth) are always preaching that 'similarities provide the foundation to every relationship and then the difference comes in and ...' i do! still, you're a really pretentious person (and i already am fairly pretentious) and Joanna says you look like an elf... that needs no explanation.
4. just cos' you're zoe saldana and i'm remus ang. what more need i say? by the way, Colombiania, totally going to watch that.
5. i will forever love you adele. i love how progressively unrelated this post is.
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macklemore is insanely good.
he is amazing.
like eminem.
okay, maybe not like eminem. if eminem were king he'd be the prince though.
OKAY BYE GEOG. dang this is a long post.
baby i know.
baby i know.
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