This is my life except that my booty call dudes are the worst ones on the planet and never answer when I text. They get around to it, like, three days later when I'm doing something stupid like waiting in line at the bank. It's great to be nonchalant and all, but seriously, a little chalance (is that a word?) would go a long way, boys. I have no idea why they continue to be in my phone. They're like my own personal government employees: it'd be too much of a hassle to fire 'em and hire new ones. There's paperwork involved. I have to advertise for new recruits. I think they might be in a union, too. I don't wanna piss those guys off, you know?
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7 comments:
chalant you may be able to get away with, but chalance, don't think so. i think something like avidity or fervor might be what you're looking for...
Fuck it. I'll make up a new word. Chalance, welcome to my lexicon!
hey it's your blog, i say type whatever the fuck you want.
You're just like all the other late night sex texters, Anna. Only interested in his diction.
Maybe she's dickmatized. I've been there sister.
A guy I was seeing used the wrong "their" in an email and I immediately fell out of lust with him. Bad grammar: unsurprisingly, a complete boner killer.
Hahaha...bad grammar, especially "your" and "you're" and the use of all lowercase letters is a dealbreaker for me. I'm an English teacher, and if you write like my students, then I can't date you.
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