you didn’t have enough gas to come get me. normally I’d offer to help out, but I refuse to give a guy money to pick me up. there is just too much wrong with that.
I’m not saying we should have sex but we should
I always like to believe that things will change last minute. that there’s still a few more hours that it’d be acceptable for me to leave the house and somebody will probably want to hang out. I don’t truly accept that I’m just going to be home until I fall asleep and wake up the next morning in my own bed.