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My mate matched with her 2 days ago and is now waiting for a reply after the most daring thing he’s ever done..: Yestay Tke top banaas like you Whet's the date thent hun Im driving past Gatwick tonight, get ready x t Tinish in Smins perfect can't watt Let me know when and where to pick you up/meet 7 Today Gatwick airport south terminal 410 pm Be there or be suuare Please dont I'm the kind of person that would actually book a flight somewhere with a random person on tinder Lets doit Where we going Paris taly New York? Vour choice m game But Thave options so be quick Daling https://www.wowcher.co.uk deal/travel/12846246/mystery getaway-voucher?from 4699308 Sroot.metadata.title Sroot metadata.description www.wohet.cok Tm game No joke shall we actually do it Pls don't be shitting me d actually be up for it Yeah me too Do we get to dchoose when were going mno snake How do we booki Ate they legith I think you get to choose out of a couple of weekends, but Im not 100% Also if you get Ball or one of the really far away ones you go for a week Yeah they're legit One of my friends has done it and I've been so up for it ever since I heard about it One of us books then the other transfers the money? Can w.choose a date prety E0on Need a bit of sun in my life Haha yeah sure, cba with this rain You happy for me to book and then you transfer me? Yeu Im good with that) just can't do this weekend The holiday thati Pzoan we fly from Gatwick it we can choose The draw is on the 23rd, so we find out where we go then and book the flights and give all our details in then Will try and go from Gatwick for sure Fingers crossed it bai Fuck if we're going on holiday l have to go for a nin Get this sexy beach bod ready That would be ridiculous 0 Ok it's booked And shutup you already have a beach bod! Delived My mate matched with her 2 days ago and is now waiting for a reply after the most daring thing he’s ever done..
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lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem. On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes. But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish. And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore. Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school. The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room. When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem. ~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy … : Cood Caerings Colaring in the lines: Colors make Sense: No white Spaces: CEZAN EI ashabl Markers C) lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.He liked to make all kinds;Lions and tigers,Chickens and cows,Trains and boats;And he took out his box of crayonsAnd began to draw. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make flowers.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make beautiful onesWith his pink and orange and blue crayons.But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And it was red, with a green stem.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at his teacher’s flowerThen he looked at his own flower.He liked his flower better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just turned his paper over,And made a flower like the teacher’s.It was red, with a green stem. On another dayThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make something with clay.”“Good!” thought the little boy;He liked clay.He could make all kinds of things with clay:Snakes and snowmen,Elephants and mice,Cars and trucksAnd he began to pull and pinchHis ball of clay. But the teacher said, “Wait!”“It is not time to begin!”And she waited until everyone looked ready.“Now,” said the teacher,“We are going to make a dish.”“Good!” thought the little boy,He liked to make dishes.And he began to make someThat were all shapes and sizes. But the teacher said “Wait!”“And I will show you how.”And she showed everyone how to makeOne deep dish.“There,” said the teacher,“Now you may begin.” The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish;Then he looked at his own.He liked his better than the teacher’sBut he did not say this.He just rolled his clay into a big ball againAnd made a dish like the teacher’s.It was a deep dish. And pretty soonThe little boy learned to wait,And to watchAnd to make things just like the teacher.And pretty soonHe didn’t make things of his own anymore. Then it happenedThat the little boy and his familyMoved to another house,In another city,And the little boyHad to go to another school. The teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” thought the little boy.And he waited for the teacherTo tell what to do.But the teacher didn’t say anything.She just walked around the room. When she came to the little boyShe asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?”“Yes,” said the little boy.“What are we going to make?”“I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher.“How shall I make it?” asked the little boy.“Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher.“And any color?” asked the little boy.“Any color,” said the teacher.And he began to make a red flower with a green stem. ~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy …

lynati: movemequotes: Once a little boy went to school.One morningThe teacher said:“Today we are going to make a picture.”“Good!” though...

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scars-and-serpents: weasowl: blackqueerblog: Exactly at this point adding a kid to this world would almost be selfish so which is it? Are we going to implode because there’s not enough people, or are we in danger of toppling our economy if we allow refugees and immigrants in? Like, it can’t possibly be both Racism is one hell of a drug : U.S. News USNEWS Follow @usnews The number of babies born in the U.S. has dropped to the point that Americans aren't having enough babies to replace a generation. Americans Aren't Having Enough Babies to Replace a Generation The number of babies born in the country has dropped four years in a row, a new CDC report says usnews.com dnomaid Follow @imdiamondrivera The economy sucks. Finding a job is harder than ever no matter what degree you have. Minimum wage isn't ACTUALLY a wage you can live on. The air and water is polluted. Racism and the divide just gets larger and larger by the day. Why would we want kids? U.S. News@usnews The number of babies born in the U.S. has dropped to the point that Americans aren't having enough babies to replace a generation. nytv.to/a5xo 4:18 AM 17 Jul 2019 24,617 Retweets 59,085 Likes scars-and-serpents: weasowl: blackqueerblog: Exactly at this point adding a kid to this world would almost be selfish so which is it? Are we going to implode because there’s not enough people, or are we in danger of toppling our economy if we allow refugees and immigrants in? Like, it can’t possibly be both Racism is one hell of a drug
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