Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Please Discount Mohawk John

What. A waste. Of time.

We never do anything or talk about anything meaningful or laugh. It's just lame. We smoked and he got all tired, like he always does, and wanted to sleep. Fucking BORING.

FUCK that. I'm not answering his calls any more. I told him so. To his face. Hahahaha.

He wasn't even a very good fuck. He was more like an A- regarding his hands hahahaha. And enthusiasm can't make up for actual skill.

He is totally deleted from my life.

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