people greet me, i'm polite.
2009-08-07 | 3:56 a.m.
let me first say that i am drunk. and tonight i went to that bar with my best- bestest friend. and there were girls everywhere. they wore dresses, they were dancing. and i saw them and they saw me and i smiled and i was timid but i laughed. and how strange it was to be with them and they liked me! they danced with me they hug me, they touch my breasts and lick their young lips... they ask me for my number. and oh! what they don't know. they like my friends... my boys. my friends are almost all boys. they have slept with my friends and my friends' friends. and i don't think these girls know that the boys they like like me, indeed. love me, indeed. and that i have said no time and time again to what these girls beg for? and i like nobody. almost nobody... and i am nobody. why don't these girls know? and my bestest, he says: "girls are ridiculous." and i have to say: "your right." because these girls are mediocre and they want acceptance and they fuck everybody and they fuck eachother and i want no part so i get drunk.
work on your management skills
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