*deep breath* FREEEEDOOOOM!
I throw my hands up in the air sometimes!
@Dharv, Saying "Ay oh! I'm a burrito!"
I WANT ONE
@Velocitaptor, First you need to find a nice girl. You'll need to date her for a bit, like date the hell out of her. Take her out for dinner, a movie, walks on the beach, mini golfing, say she's beautiful. Really get to know this person and let her get to know you. When you feel likes it the right time you tell her those 3 simple words: iove you. After a while of this you two will start to plan a future together, tell eachother what you'd like out life, children is important for this to happen. Now after you both are financially stable, have a place to live that is yours, have given it plenty of thought and feel that the time is right, just go to town on her, bust inside and nine months later you'll have your own portable human who you can wrap up as a burrito.
I you're a woman just replace all the she and her with he and him. Everything else still applies.
@RandomUsername042, Oh, that's how you do it? Damn, no wonder this always failed for me.
@RandomUsername042, *wipes tear* so beautiful
@RandomUsername042, Where's the part about going out for smokes?
@Barry Dylan, that's optional, depends of personal lifestyle choices. I don't judge.
@RandomUsername042, if only my crippling anxiety and low self-esteem from previous abusive relationships didn't prevent me from being able to date I would absolutely follow through with that plan!
@Sgtcookie15, You gotta dust yourself off and get back out there when you're ready. Focus on yourself in the mean time, do what makes you happy. Don't rush back into anything. I use to be the same way, I did my own thing for a while and when I was ready I started dating again. Good luck.
This is supposed to be put to music. It's infinite times better with music. This is still cute though
That's one ugly birb
Okay, I've seen Eraserhead, so I was worried about how this was going to end...
Ayyyyyy I forgot I was on Facebook
When I open this app and it finally loads.
I have a 5 month old son and he HATED to be swaddled. He would fight and fight to get his arms out, and he always did.
Never unwrap the burrito.