Pootalatte: Omgawd should I let GimmeGimme come visit me next weekend?
Bookcase: Holy fuck N. O. Dude. no. do u want to date him?
Pootalatte:Uuuuuuhhhhmmmmm. Ha. Yes? Ha.
Bookcase: ur pants have caught fire goo.
Pootalatte: Aaaaaah. I just want to have sex omg i need to chill out.
Bookcase: Seriously. its sex. thats it.
Pootalatte: Ugh. I hate my life. I really want to have sex. I dunnnnnnnnnnnno.
Bookcase: Dude.
Pootalatte: Bleeeeeeehhhh. Bleh bleh bleh bleh i mean im okay i can do this.
Bookcase: You can do this. its a penis. and to him ur just a hole. like u said.
Pootalatte: Just a penis just a penis just a penis just a penis. A really nice penis. Im just a hole just a hole a hole. A really horny hole.
Bookcase: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha this is going to be tougher than we thought.
Pootalatte: Furrealz!!!! I think i am just going to post our texts so people really grasp how fucking real this shit is. Ha.
Bookcase: They need to get a feel for our struggle.
Pootalatte: I know! Like this is no joke. Shitz real.
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We are two totally awesome ladies who lived the life of celibacy for eight months. It sucked but we both learned alot. Bookcase lives in the mountains of the south and is classy and assertive, baking her muffins and walking her rottweiler. Pootalatte (me) lives in the coastal marshlands of the south and I am wild and emotional, going to college and walking my yorkie/chihuahua. We basically talk about our sex lives and being single/not single/maybe single?
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