I thought I may stay home safe from rain and learn Elizabethan sonnets by heart
What are you doing?
Why don’t you just pick up your fucking phone instead of forcing me to send you these fucking messages.
Here
Going
Thank god
I’m there and can’t find anyone else fun
I’m a boy
I’ve never had any complaints
Reading about sewage and shopping for beds
More annoying things that I want you to do with me…