Sunday, September 11, 2011

I had a fantastic fucking time last night.

Went to a party. Had some beer. Made out with one of my new friends. Went and smoked. Made out with him again.
Came back to substance-free housing.
Went to sleep.


Would've been nice if he'd walked me home.
He tried. Said it was "the right thing to do."

I said, "Fuck that. Don't just do something because it's the right thing to do. Go back to your room. Go to bed."


So he did. And I did.

And it was a good night.

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