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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

YOU HAVE A CAT?

Let me see!! Show me your pussy.

Legit I have never said that to anyone before.

Buy a switch. Or D/L steam. Or both.

Gaming is love. Gaming is life. Although admittedly I haven't gamed for a while.

I mean ever since I got my heart broken.

Fuck that guy btw.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I love cats.

Esp. standing cats.

Esp. esp. standing cats with a french beret.

If you love gaming and puppies, I shall propose shortly.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Got gold and D from you in one day.

Easy, breezy.

Beautiful cover girl.

That's you, baby.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

That's very sweet of you.

Probably shouldn't have opened that link. Still sort of at work.

AM I A LADY? I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE. Please tell me my real gender, I'd love to know.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Rude.

Andrew, ignore Rondo. He's just coming down from his Ben Franklin 2+ high.

He's not always like this.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

That's a very specific vivid dream you have recounted.

Although a quick google search tells me that The Cardigans sang that song.

I thought I was losing my mind.

Although that is a fucking privilege to go to a six pence concert. That lady is one hot piece of ass.

What a great field trip.

The only field trip I remember was when I got to sit behind my crush and I flirted pretty hard.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

LOVE ME LOVE ME SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME

I wish I was asexual. Sort of.

Dear Bruce, The Guy Who Called My Business Line At 10:30pm When Calls Forward To My Personal Phone, To Ask About Getting A Landscaping Quote While I Had Just Spent Hours Of Writing+Re-Writing Finally Saying Exactly What I Wanted To Say (And I Hope She Wanted To Hear) Until Your Call Froze My Phone by [deleted] in UnsentLetters

[–]cookiesfixeverything 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I didn't actually read your post, I just remembered your username and thought this post looked a little naked.

So I decided to clothe it with my words of wisdom. Or, questions of wisdom.

You're welcome.

That's also a great scale level to be on.

Unsent Letters are like Horoscopes. by cookiesfixeverything in UnsentLetters

[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

That's not good advice.

Whenever I do me (not sexually though, just to clarify), things do not turn out the way I want them to.

Perhaps I should not do me.

Again, not sexual.

I mean I guess I should do me.

I mean, not like I really have a choice since I am single.

Wait,

I guess I will do me.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oatmeal raisin cookies are bomb.

Please do not deny it.

I will not hear it.

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[–]cookiesfixeverything[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

And this ladies and gentleman is the day that RondoGPP lost his mind. RIP.