The best thing I've ever done in a long time is this.
I stuck up for a friend.
For K.
One of the bestest friends whose ever been there for me when I was in trouble. He always gives me the smartest advices. Not necessarily the best, but good advices anyhows.
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It's time to stop expecting from Mk. All he wants is to kiss me. In the cab ride home, he went all "we have our limits".
I AM NOT GOING TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU. I can't believe you have the slightest possiblity of being an asshole.
I likeD you so much because you might be a BIT different from the rest. Being the sweet guy you are despite the fact you're having an affair with me, and not asking me about it.
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I seriously want a break from all the boy-dom. But there's nothing to keep me company. I love the drinking sessions, I do. And I love the intimacy.
I hate it that I'm all over Mk. Like some love-sick puppy, when he knows I have guys gushing all over me. Lots of them.
FIX ME FIX ME FIX ME FIX ME.
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