Look at you, everyone is out on a romantic dinner date, me included and you’re here begging to goon and send to my PERFECT solesif you impress them you might be able to call them your valentines
You didn’t stumble into debt contract darling. You chose it.. Your contract isn’t about my money, it’s about inevitably. Your wallet already belongs to me. This is just the paper work that makes it official..
Aw lurking my page while slaving away for me aren’t you, you’re so pathetic Go take a bathroom break and contribute $35 to my spring break fund, lil peasant slaveFrom now on, you are only allowed to lurk, while edging and sending to me in your dirty
