No, i didn't masturbate. You sick fucks out there.
I spent the night w/ my two underaged co-coaches drink themselves away while watchin a documentary on Ron Jeremy.
Yeah, the guy w/ the 12 inch dick.
Oh, that and i found the 18 year old verson of my friend Josh.
Now i have two people on my case in both states to squease the words out,"must masturbate" everytime i see them.
AJ was going to put a porn in, but he fell asleep. Kelly and I woke him up and he was laughing because my nipples were hard and said, "So what are You thinking about, Shwang."
In DE i'm Shwang.
In MD i'm Shwing.
Whatever, i answer to both.
That was my fourth of july night, but my morning started out even better.
I text Brandon last night, and he texted me back saying he wanted to call me. It's been... 3 weeks tomorrow since we broke up and while i think about him, i don't know... i don't really know if this friendship thing can work quite yet.
That night i had a dream about him. I don't remember the whole dream, but i remember sitting on a couch w/ him and he was just beaming, extremely happy... about his new girlfriend, who was wearing a turtle neck sweater in the middle of summer... don't ask me why. He was just chattering away telling me all about her, she was a very nice girl when he introduced me to her, but it hurt. It hurt in the dream to know that... the reasons we broke up was to have him find himself, then in my dream... here his is w/ a new girl on his arm, not to mention in a new house.
It freaked the shit out of me. I got so jealous.
I've been jealous of things before, but they are all of trivial things... and i'm not one to really dwell on it.
I don't want another dream like that.
I haven't had a nightmare in years... but i think i'm going to file that one away into that category.
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