mykaila:I AM GOING TO FUCKING MARRY HIM. TOMORROW NIGHT
olivia: NIAGARA FALLS.
mykaila: WE WILL GO TO A MOTEL 6 FOR OUR HONEYMOON.
olivia: OKAY! I WILL SEND A BOUQUET WITH YOU. TO MAKE IT LOOK NICE!
mykaila: AND WE WILL EAT CHEETOS
olivia:VENDING MACHINES!
mykaila: EXACTLY. AND WE WILL SMELL NICE. AND WEAR SWEATERS. AND VANS. AND DRINK TEA AND WRITE LYRICS AND PLAY PARCHEESI. AND DRIVE AROUND IN A GOLF CART!
olivia: lmao in this one book parcheesi was codeword for sex. AND YOU WILL TAME WILD BENGAL KITTENS
mykaila: we'll do that. (sex).
olivia: yes. and raise okapis in vermont.
mykaila: OKAPIIIIIIIIS
olivia: YAAAAAAAAAAY
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2 comments:
there are so many versions of this
i know, man.
this is just from my myspace porque i needed some change.
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