Gee Abdiel, that's pretty fucked up: The Gringo's Tounge
I met a gringo recently, and I won’t give you his back-story until later. Let’s just say for now that he hasn’t had a very good impression on me, dropping straight to -5 (on a scale where 50 is absolute loyalty and -50 is absolute animosity) within 30 minutes. Eventually my feels for him went neutral, as the Alabaster Princess explained the context of what he was doing when I showed up. Anyways, fast forward to just a few days ago when I hear he’s got a girlfriend and so will stop pestering Miss Alabaster, great! And I go from -2 to 0, that’s the equivalent of a friend doing me two solids in the same day.
If you get me an Edible Arrangement for any reason and/or take me to Build-A-Bear Workshop, I will be the happiest girl on the entire planet oh my GOD I WILL PROBABLY CRY TEARS OF JOY IF YOU DO THAT I AM NOT KIDDING.
“You say you love rain, but you open your umbrella. You say you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot. You say you love the wind, but you close your windows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.”—Saruhan, a Turkish poet (via the-vandals)