I'm ugly. You're fat. Let's get married.
Let's just resign to our fate and get tied down - together. i don't need a real soulmate, just someone to fight with over the phone. promise to call me on my birthday and christmas and valentine's day, only to cancel the plans we made or bitch me out for gaining weight or tell me you secretly think about sleeping with my sister.
please, let's just ruin each other's lives already. i know how to dig deep and push buttons, and bring up your weaknesses by highlighting your best friend's strengths. let me degrade you in front of your co-workers, i'll have sex with your boss!
so, write back if you seek an emotionless existence with someone you'll detest the sight of more and more each day forever.
this is in or around Eastside