Friday, August 27, 2010

too much fun.











































When you are in lace top, a the gold chain and pink harem pants, you mean fun.
With your girls, and few close guy friends reunited after years of roving around the globe, a little booze doesn't hurt. A little doesn't. Too much can be a recipe for disaster. Be careful with mentionitis, do not talk about your boy too much. When out, stay out. Do not wake him up in the middle of the night to tell him how you lost your keys, silly.
Too much fun.
but at the end of the night,
i choose you.




Love, 
Your sorry gf




Little talk, less drama.

That night's mood: Hate that you're not with me now, so I dialed. drunk dialed... you.





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