Thursday, June 9, 2011

Texts From Last Night


(706): I'm having a staring...

(706): I'm having a staring contest with a raccoon.
(1-706): Where the hell are you
(706): He's winning.



(202): You're gonna die alone...

(202): You're gonna die alone anyway. Even if you do meet a man, they die earlier than women. Best case, you have to deal with grieving over his death and then die alone a couple years later. Worst case, you get a terminal illness and he divorces you, leaving you to die alone anyway.
(1-202): Thanks, mom.

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