dont trust people who dont keep their starter pokemon
I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
if u touch my thigh under a table in public u can bet ur sweet bippy that ur gonna be gettin some later.