Title says it all...
So, I've been talking to this guy for a while...
*--* ohmygah, a boy! Eeeeek! x3
No. Not like that.
Get yo hopes down to da ground, yo.
I need to get out more, huh...
We're just good friends, s'all.
Anyways, things were going fantastically.
He's fun. And he has a few brain cells.
More than a few, actually.
He's probably a genius...
Crammit.
^ don't ask.
But he's sort of spectacular.
Anyways, things were getting along fantastically.
Err, so I thought.
Until I accidentally kicked him in the face .__.
*face palm*
I'M SO STUPID.
STOOPID.
I just felt like putting that.
Yeaaah.
I broke his nose.
...
I think he tried to laugh it off, but it sort of comes off as creepy if you're a walking enchilada of gore and grossness, and you're cackling your stinkin' butt off, y'know? .__.
Maybe I'll just become a stripper.
And live off of frozen Eggos.
=____________________=
HARUMPH.
^ sexy grandpa noise.
Poo. :c