texts: I mean... of course I... why wouldn't I want to go out with you? </s> <s> I dunno... I always feel like everybody secretly hates me. I'm just paranoid I guess. I mean, you like me don't you? We're good friends, right? </s> <s> Yeah, sure. Of course.
labels: ...Maybe I should just move in here with you... I could do all the cooking and dust your record collection and stuff until I get a job.