Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
Sometimes I pretend not to remember details about people because having a good memory apparently equates to creepiness. Yupyupyup.
