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i met this guy at club.
he said that i wasn't v decent.
he said he knew it by the way i danced and dressed.
it was halloween.
im supposed to be all dead.
i wasn't close to being dead.
too short.
too hot.
WASTED night.
booze was having only a tinny weeny effect on me.
but guys got all over me.
i enjoyed the attention.
i do.
i need love.
i want you.
i m HAVING A CRUSH on this guy!
@ 10:41 PM
BITCH with the capital B :D