on a mission
I’m sorry I called you ‘dude’ I didn’t know you were a pansexual gender fluid non-binary moca frappuccino with dual acting hydraulic cylinder and leather grip swiss army knife
who identifies as female
I still care so much about you...
aw well that’s sweet/kind of sad because it implies that i think that you don’t or something also i have no idea who you are so
did you know that the last guy i hooked up with told me “jesus christ, no wonder you’re a fiction writer” because i started whispering in his ear