maddi may
She’s the kind of girl who’ll kiss you like you’re the last piece of pizza. But if you annoy her, she’ll kick your ass and tell you you’re a foot-licker.
You: Hey Maddi. She: What. You: I’m just texting. She: I hate feet. You: I hate you. She: I hate feet.
You: Why are you texting me? She: Because you’re annoying. You: I’m not annoying. She: You are. You’re a foot-licker.
You: I like you. She: I like you too. You: I like you a lot. She: I like you a lot. You: I like you a lot. She: I hate feet.