Hello New York, I am in you, speaking about web things. And saying hi to Gesteves!
P.S. fuck yeah I can pull off a pink shirt.
This is Faruk, a babe. Also he makes stuff for the Internet or whatever. Point is: PHWOAR!
He’s not just a piece of meat, you know! GAWD, I am so sick of women treating us like objects. We have brains too! And personalities!
(And by “us” I mean Faruk. But I agree, he is dreamy. And also, a nice guy. At least from what I know. I mean, he could be a serial killer, but if he was, I’d be like “WHAAA?” rather than “Yeah, I always kind of wondered about him.” Not that I’m suggesting that he is a serial killer, mind you. He stayed with us one night and didn’t kill us. Unless this whole thing is some elaborate afterlife experience where none of us know that we’re dead but we really are. In which case, DAMN! he killed us! Anyway, this thing went off the rails somewhere, I’m not entirely sure where.)
I met this guy once.