uhm, i shouldn't be allowed to talk.
please remind me of this more regularly.
or say, "hey lindsay? just...don't be that guy."
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Lindsay: 27, Indianapolis. Loves shitty domestic beer, Indiana, pickup trucks, and southern rock. Makes fun of what you're wearing. Busting ass through nursing school. Learning how to date way later than she should have. Still has no opinion on dragons.
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