Yesterday I was ignoring Josh and while I should've been listening he realized I was not as enamored as he thought necessary. He asked me if I had gone to my happy place. Naturally.
Then he asked me what that looked like.
He wanted to know if he was invited. Josh: I love you. but no you are not.
He wanted to know if he was invited. Josh: I love you. but no you are not.
But I'll give you a glimpse.
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| . What's yours look like? |
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