my sister drunk dialed me tonight. all the way from ireland.
i love her. i love her. i love her.
thank you, katie. i'm sure this will all work itself out, but in the meantime, i loved trying to make some sense of it with you. you really are beautiful, and you really do know it.
so enough with the games, boys. just assume that it's going to work. i'm not going to tug you around on a string, i won't use "cute" pet names, i won't embarrass you in front of your friends, hell i don't even have to be around your friends. to be honest, it's not them i find very interesting; it's you. foreign men apparently have mastered the art of seduction, while coastal types at least attempt to be charming. it's time to step up, before i lose interest in the midwest completely.
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