Having just discovered my dads new hiding spot for his Rollie's, and a six pack in the fridge, you would think I was in a better mood than I was when I posted earlier tonight. Wouldn't you?
Well you know what buddy, you would be wrong.
Sitting here, ignoring my parents neurotic puppy and listening to cake, sipping at a partially stolen beer, somehow it has me reminiscing about high school.
Have you ever known someone in high school, who you had a major crush on, but who was your friend?
Yeah, I had about twenty of them, no hyperbole!
And you know what the sucky thing is? I'm still friends with most of them, at least on facebook, and I just realised, that in most of their cases I'd still definitely go there. But they either never knew I liked them, or think it's cute and all in the past.
Which, okay, I wouldn't necessarily date every one of them, but I'd fuck a decent amount of them.
And it's times like these that I'm thankful no one knows about this blog!
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