Sunday, April 27, 2014

I've been sitting in the library for about an hour reading about people's drug experiences online under the guise of productivity because I'm writing my final romanticism paper on confessions of an english opium-eater. 

I kind of had sex with a girl for the first time last night in a stranger's bathroom. The phrase "sexual debut" keeps on coming to mind.

it was fun and felt "right." I feel like for some people hooking up with a girl would be really weird and unnatural-feeling but it didn't feel that way for me at all

we were really drunk kept on asking each other "are you sure you're okay with this?" and we always answered affirmatively and really enthusiastically

 I slept in her bunk bed and kissed her cheek when I left this morning

I love how "soft" girls are, in terms of their disposition and their hair and skin

I feel like this adds some sort of "legitimacy" to my open-ended///indifferent sexuality even though I know experience doesn't determine that

I'm still sitting in the library but now all I want to do is sit outside on a sunny day and smoke opium and kiss more pretty girls

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