for those of you who know me well...i cannot talk to people in real life, which is why i'm practically friendless except from a few good old souls i met on my internet wanderings (ahhaa - sounds creepy).
but i'm about to change that. the next teenager i see, i'm going to talk to.
no, i'm not.
oh, yes, my precious, you are.
nooooo.
yes, it will happen. i swear to you i'm going to talk to a real life human teenager.
nooooooooo, my precious, my love, we will not.
perhaps i'll take it slowly...just sort of ease my way into the conversation...
*clears throat* ahem, perhaps, my precious, you won't ease your way into any conversation!
but i have to. it's absolutely neccessary that i do. for the sake of the engraved cucumbers, i must do this!
if you do, willow pickle head, we won'ts never speaks to you agains.
haha, too bad, that is your loss, princess littlefoot.
i love my best friend. guess what? she's be katniss and a random stranger will be peeta.
isn't that funny?
i'm really tired. i have to go now. i'm walking away from this conversation now.
ooh, fine, then, just walk right away. sheesh, how mature. go ahead, see if i care!
ooooh my goodness, i just found an old friend of mines doppleganger!
isn't this wonderful!?
goodnight. adios. au revior.
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