Actual representation of what happens when you and your friend have class together.
How weird it is to think I used to not know of your existence. I somehow lived my life without ever knowing you were a person. Once we met though, god I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since. It’s hard to imagine I used to be able to live my life without you consuming my head with thoughts.
isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other human beings?
Are you talking about prostitution, the movies, or airplane tickets?