don't you wish your boyfriend was a dex like me
Approps of absolutely nothing: making my way to the express bus yesterday afternoon, got two - count 'em two - wolf whistles from a coupla high school age chicas in faux fur and skinny jeans. High schoolers, yo.
Proof, of course, that our future is in good hands and sure to be a place of refined and sophisticated sentiments.
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