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When is your dad letting you drive his Camry? Sex in a Nissan Latio is pretty tight.
I couldn’t care less about whom you’ve kissed before me because jealousy might get the better of me. So for goodness’ sake, stop asking whom I’ve kissed.
Each time you annoy me, the prankster within me unleashes itself.By the way, the urgency to use the loo was a lie. I just want you to drive faster to meet me.
Darling, if you really want to ramble on about stocks, trading, oil, gas and arseholes, please do it when I’m not about to go to bed.
I do remember vividly when (and how) we first held hands, kissed and I nodded ‘Okay’ to coupledom. But I prefer to ‘have’ amnesia, so you wouldn’t take these things for granted.
I get your hint when you insisted I listen to ‘your favourite song’. I just thought it’s too cheesy to respond.
I nearly died when we first kissed. Of this strange rapturous delight called ecstasy. I didn’t say because one of us has to act like a crackerjack, no?
Even Victoria Beckham sucks her tummy in. Do me some good by not admiring at my waist 24/7. I need some breathing time too.
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Don’t freak out. I’m in no hurry to tie you down with discussions of marriage. I’m just too eager to move out of my mother’s house.
I could be a Mongol in my previous life. A proud race. Because I’m still tongue-tied at the thought of saying ‘I love you’.
I’m in no hurry to tie you down with discussions of marriage. I’m just too eager to move out of my mother’s house.
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