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i lied about going out... my friends convinced my to go to the nomad and throw a few back, when two excellent situations arose.
first, i entered the bar with $15 and left with $21, you can deduce the cause of this delightful mishap...
second, cute cute ben met me there, very fashionably late indeed.
jameson on the rocks.
yo, dance this.
the plight of wearing lace tights.
come hither good lass.
why is it the moment you decide to give up and be asexual, he calls you, you talk for three and half hours about life and love involving each other, asks to see you the same night you are promised to another for an evening of pasta, the hopefuls, and shameless flirting?!
welcome to one of my current trepidations/insanities...
first, i entered the bar with $15 and left with $21, you can deduce the cause of this delightful mishap...
second, cute cute ben met me there, very fashionably late indeed.
jameson on the rocks.
yo, dance this.
the plight of wearing lace tights.
come hither good lass.
why is it the moment you decide to give up and be asexual, he calls you, you talk for three and half hours about life and love involving each other, asks to see you the same night you are promised to another for an evening of pasta, the hopefuls, and shameless flirting?!
welcome to one of my current trepidations/insanities...