Either they too are rearwards butt country folk that have never left their one pony town or secondly, they don’t care enough about you to tell you that you are totally gross for dating your cousin.

Did I indeed just read that? It’s Saturday morning and I’m loving my non-fat blueberry muffin (spil if that’s going to make my jeans getraind looser) and a delicious iced-vanilla coffee from Dunkin Donuts with toegevoegd sugar, reading the St. Petersburg times spil I often […]

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