The sun is up, the sky is blue, its beautiful and so are you. Dear Prudence, wont you come out to play?

Tuesday, 26 July 2011

when I go out to a restaurant I know every girl in there wants to come say hi and be sexually aggressive, but
they’re all so gripped by shyness that they don’t even make a move. In some cases the shyness is so severe they won’t even look at me           

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