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LADIES:
Do not EVER spend 2 hours of your time waiting for a boy to pick you up and take you out for ice cream, which was HIS idea in the first place, only to have him call you to say 'Sorry babe, I'm busy getting high right now, blahblahblah, I suck dick, etc.'
Don't listen to the boys that call you complaining about how they miss you when it's been ONE week since you've stopped talking to them, and COMPLETELY ignore them when they tell you, 'Babe, I quit. No more weed for me. I need to get myself together. I have GOALS. I have things I want to accomplish in life. I don't need weed to hold me back from that.' They're lying to you and you shouldn't waste your time hoping it's actually true.
Go for the boy who drives 40 minutes to your house at 10pm at night so that he can go with you to WalMart because you're sick with a cold and just really want to get out of the house. Go for the ones that sit on the couch with you and watch Saturday Night Live re-runs while they try to figure out how to bust out some cool, casual, not-so-obvious/WAY-too-obvious way to touch your hand. Go for the one that makes you laugh rather than makes you cry.
And ya know what, if the good one isn't there yet, it doesn't even matter. Stay away from the bad one because you should've been smart enough to listen to EVERYONE who told you he was trouble in the first place.
Goodnight. Goodbye. LOOOOSSERRRRRR.
Do not EVER spend 2 hours of your time waiting for a boy to pick you up and take you out for ice cream, which was HIS idea in the first place, only to have him call you to say 'Sorry babe, I'm busy getting high right now, blahblahblah, I suck dick, etc.'
Don't listen to the boys that call you complaining about how they miss you when it's been ONE week since you've stopped talking to them, and COMPLETELY ignore them when they tell you, 'Babe, I quit. No more weed for me. I need to get myself together. I have GOALS. I have things I want to accomplish in life. I don't need weed to hold me back from that.' They're lying to you and you shouldn't waste your time hoping it's actually true.
Go for the boy who drives 40 minutes to your house at 10pm at night so that he can go with you to WalMart because you're sick with a cold and just really want to get out of the house. Go for the ones that sit on the couch with you and watch Saturday Night Live re-runs while they try to figure out how to bust out some cool, casual, not-so-obvious/WAY-too-obvious way to touch your hand. Go for the one that makes you laugh rather than makes you cry.
And ya know what, if the good one isn't there yet, it doesn't even matter. Stay away from the bad one because you should've been smart enough to listen to EVERYONE who told you he was trouble in the first place.
Goodnight. Goodbye. LOOOOSSERRRRRR.