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how does one even text with foids

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ask what they like duh
how u would interact with everyone else
 
Idk tbh they don’t even say hi to me.
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Give them one message for every two they send, make sure you’re htn or higher tho, if not you’ll end up looking like a creep
 
Textgame or any of that is pure bs
If she likes u, you can be goofy and play around and she’ll see it as attractive
If she doesn’t you’ll be the clown

IRL is just preferable to anything online
 
Textgame or any of that is pure bs
If she likes u, you can be goofy and play around and she’ll see it as attractive
If she doesn’t you’ll be the clown

IRL is just preferable to anything online
Water
 
I’m using tinder now I already know what they look like
ok well scratch that then, I thought u were gonna snapchatmaxx or smth 😭 😭
 
Be just nt pill so brutal yo chico jordan = psl
Hark Triton, hark! Bellow, bid our father the Sea King rise from the depths full foul in his fury! Black waves teeming with salt foam to smother this young mouth with pungent slime, to choke ye, engorging your organs til’ ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can scream no more -- only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slitherin’ tentacle tail and steaming beard take up his fell be-finned arm, his coral-tine trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through yer gullet, bursting ye -- a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now and nothing for the harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the Dread Emperor himself -- forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil, forgotten even to the sea, for any stuff for part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul is Winslow no more, but is now itself the sea!
 

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