The sometimes profane personal diary of a flight attendant with Social Phobia, Depression, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and Suicidal Tendencies. Good times.
Mmmmm... Strawberries and white peaches.Heaven is right!
A very non-smart-ass comment from you today Satan!
Okay, Satan. I wrote a post but I am really reluctant to post it because it's about man-stealing and I just don't want you to think I am writing anything passively directed at you (not that I haven't thought about man-stealing ALOT lately ;) )Can I just post the fucking thing without you thinking there is something between the lines?
It's just about the fact that I think it's weird that I am making friend's with my neighbor's girlfriend
Of course you can, I'm intrigued now. You should have just posted it and made me squirm and then put me out of my misery by telling me it wasn't about me. BTW - Did you like my story?Of course it was non-smartass, They're my favourite fruits. My grandmother used to own a strawberry farm. Mmmmm. Fields of pleasure.
Is she hot?
I will go check your story, and post the not-so-intriguing post.
OK - But is she hot? Are you going to steal your neighbours girlfriend? You naughty minx!
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