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by sexyhair
so at 4 am that guy called me to say he wasn't talking shit. he sounded extremely drunk so i kept telling him to call me when he's sober. i think i believe him because i honestly only heard him say my name and nothing else. he said that someone asked him what happened with us last night and he said that we had sex. not so bad but still, i like to keep personal shit like that to myself. then he had the audacity to invite me over. like wtf? yeah ok i'm just going to go over there and hook up with u again. he finally just hung up after i told him to call back when he's sober. i doubt he'll call but atleast i now know he wasn't talking shit.
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i like your diary. i can relate to this entry. people talk too much shit. and boys dont keep enough secrets. thanks for the comment. :)
These days your bro's likely to get himself killed going after somebody. People don't seem to think twice about using guns and knives in a fight. So, even if this jerk you're talking about WOULD have deserved it, you'd have been taking too big a risk sending your bro out to teach him a lesson. Better idea might have been to give him a "gift" of a hooker for the evening, one with AIDS.
[Anonymous]
hm.

i have that same problem. well, kind of. but it's funny when dudes who aren't exactly all there (in one way or another) just kind of...well, you know.

[[[[schizophrenics run after me. they say some crazy shit.]]]]