Originally Posted by Lucem Ferre

That was weird. Sick as ****, I go to my good friends birthday party and the chick he has been liking for a long time starts talking to me about wanting to know me better and starts touching me and telling me how attractive my braids are and how I'm an enigma and even said I'm kind of like a god to her and I didn't like it because it didn't feel genuine. I don't like this fake **** and I don't know why she's trying so hard I don't like it.

Originally Posted by Qwertyy

she's lying

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.