Hinting is not mystery. It is cowardice with better lighting. I would rather a blunt no than a man performing confusion all week long here.
Tag: adulthood
We made a colour coded masterpiece. Then someone pulled a late and the bathroom went feral. Systems die the first time a night out wins.
People love a girl who is easy to plan around. I have taste. I have a body. Wanting both respected is not me being difficult.
I feel flush one stupid evening. The app opens and the glow dies. Hope is not a budget. It is a hobby I cannot even afford.
Uniform on the chair. Alarm set. The weekend already feels fictional. London does not let you keep Friday night. It wants you back in pieces.
Parking and a snack are not romance. They are adult. Calling that extra wrecked the plot. I want effort. I want people knowing the floor.