I'll wind up on his doorstep with a confused "oh you live here" expression, a feigned ankle injury and a seemingly fortunately placed bottle of tequila. I don't care what it takes: HIS MOUTH WILL BE ON MOUTH.
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I believe you should go find a therapists doorstep and knock there
I think you mean your vagina, but you obviously have been hitting the tequila before your little stalking adventure.
My kind of lady lmao.
This makes you sound kind of desperate. Almost creepy stalky wierd too.
What's wrong with a direct approach? Why the creepy games?
stalking corey feldman?
I genuinely think its a stalker planning the um...stalk. I guess. How would you word that lol