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Part 1: (Original Post)
Saw you in the aquarium section as I stumbled by carrying my poop bags and fungus treatment. I couldn't help noticing how stunning you were while you energetically admired those guppies. You were so dreamy as you uttered those sweet nothings to that pea puffer. I tried to talk to you but alas when I came back to that moist, dark, fish room... you were gone. I hope you see this because I'd do a water change with you anytime.
You: Cute brunette wearing black yoga pants and a "tank" top.
Me: Creeper looking dude in the tank aisle.
"PM me."
Part 2: "Imma leave the lid open: Tell me that you're comin' thru "
You responded to the original post. It was actually you! We chatted, we lost touch. Im so sorry. All I can say is...
Whatchu doing? Where you at?
Just wanted to say...We should be dancing, and romancing. I ain't playing no games, every word that I say is comin straight from my heart. So if you're tryna lay in these arms...Imma leave the Lid open.
If you feel the way I feel and you want me like I want you tonight...tell me your comin thru.
You're so sweet. So tight.
So if you wanna "smoke" I got the "haze."
If you're hungry I got the Lay's.
I hope you see this because I'd balance your tank. Baby, we can establish some dank.
"Pm sent."
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