An inexpert, inexperienced, un-authoritative, enamored view of life.
Thursday, July 4, 2013
Early Sunday morning on the bus.
Two girls behind me are complaining of an epic hangover and reconstructing events of the night before.
They realize they made out with the same guy.
One of them gets up, signals for bus to stop and exits.
You can't beat public transport.
Thursday, July 04, 2013
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