Coming into London passing the Brixton recreation centre. Reminds me of you
Don’t be obscene.
Bloody hell just slept for 14 hours so am a little slow
Do I smell?
I’m being serious why the cold shoulder
Just lets meet
I’m in a gambling house. Text me if you want to come
I thought you were pretty joke but I don’t think you should make a habit of hanging round dirty old men. I hear you’ve got a hangover
You were pretty and joke and now you’re just pretty
I believe I’m seeing you
You’re shithouse rhyming isn’t worth anything
We’ve decided to have a housewarming next week. You will be the guest of honour as funniest girl in the world
Please stop worrying about everything
Fine
You seem to have a lot of bad and weird days. I’m not in a bad mood at all