On Saturday night I returned home in the early hours of the morning, blind drunk, and furious with T as he hadn't looked after me in my drunken state in a club (luckily my Chinese friend had saved me from myself). I think to myself 'Hey, Duracell Bunny was always so lovely when I got wasted. That time I was swaggering around with a bottle of Champagne and then randomly hit the deck, he picked me up and took me home. And stayed the night. And took me for breakfast the next day. Yeah, he is amazing'. So I open my laptop, log in to Facebook, and send this:
some reasons why i think the world of you:
1) you have a fit bod
2) you would take care of me if i was wasted (which i am now)
3) i reckon you like me no matter what
4) you are good at cuddles
5) you like cuddling me
6) you miss me (i know that)
7) you like all the best things about me and find amusing, not annoying, all my good qualities [I'm fairly sure I meant to write 'all my bad qualities']
8) you are a-mazing in bed and i miss that beyond belief
HAHAHA. How funny is that. The best part is, I don't even regret it. I meant all those things. And I know him, and he won't have found that psycho-ish. To be honest, he's two years younger than me, I'm the closest he's ever had to a girlfriend, and he's practically got no mates now that I'm in China. So he should be bloody ecstatic with that message...
...even if he hasn't replied.
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