that's what it's like for me sitting across from a couple- ow. no thank you. go to someone else who wants to do that.
I'll keep my bipolar borderline not-quite-teenager-not-quite-adults, thankyouverymuch.
That's Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Lay Onna Pile Of Origami the Third. But you can call me Dot. Call me "Dottie" and you die.
A poem by Quix:
Abashed the pingouin stood,
and felt how awesome admission was,
and saw virtue in her letter of acceptance.