a name indicative of my passion

I asked Jordan today if he hated other girls as much as he hated me. He told me no, but I didn't believe him till he said that, yes, he was meaner to me than other girls. "You just want me to be mean, don't you?" And I nodded.
I ran across the field with barefeet, because the shoes that Kelsea gave me (that have coincidentally been mostly every place you could not imagine) were giving me blisters by the end of work. I did make my chiropractors appointment, and he electrocuted me again.
I went to a Chinese Buffet, and watched Sophie drop napkins and fortune cookies in my mom's ice tea.
Its okay Karl, just don't worry.