He gave me flowers. We put them into a glass.
We sat on his couch and he held my hand. He told me that I was beautiful. He told me I have pretty feet and then we decided that they look like white trash feet because of the ugly ass polish i have on them.
We held each other and held hands and kissed for a long time with our feet touching.
When I was playing with his stereo he came up and hugged me from behind.
We've been talking for a long time.
I guess I'll never learn.
I'll think about this some more tomorrow. Goodnight moon.
© beotch at
2:26 a.m.
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