I bet you are those people that are like,
Me: "what are you doing?"
You: "talking to you"
Me: *sigh* <internal> jesus christ I used that when I was fucking seven with my dad and realized it wasn't mildly funny when I was fucking eight</internal>
if I saw you in pig tails I would imagine scenarios of you trying to drink a martini while I deepthroated your pigtails in some white room with black curtains with a view of lush scotland countryside and where the sky touched the earth a young highlander would start his journey
at my home in Maryland, because it's Thanksgiving. also, not giving any thought to the multitude of large final-projects i have to do for my classes in a school in pittsburgh that i don't so much want to be at anymore.