017. awsten

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Dear God,

How fucking date you let me drink half a bottle of Fireball whiskey. My head feels as though it's about to explode.

I don't remember much of last night, only the part when Geoff practically came out to me and told me I was a pretty boy. Tell me why that comment made my cheeks turn pink and a knot form in my stomach?

I'm not mentioning anything to him, just in case he doesn't want me knowing he likes guys, which is fine and I'll support him and all. This is a short entry because my head is actually melting from the inside out.

-Awsten

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