i always forget to write these things. but i really have nothing to say most of the time. which
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today i asked my substitute teacher for a caculator and he let me use his. and he talked about it for five minutes. that calculator seriously gives him a boner.
enjoy
?
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of course stan
of course
of course
i have to fucking drive
you and kenny to these
fucking
parties
where you both get drunk and
make out with some random girls
sometimes i want to get fucking
tore up
from the floor up
and kiss you
to have the alcohol mask over me
giving me this fake
confidence
and kiss you
and kiss you
and kiss you
and maybe youd be so
wasted
to let me
and maybe youd be so
embarrassed
to not replay the story to me the day after
"hay kyle are you ready?"
maybe ill kiss kenny
"come on. kennys waiting in the car"
to cover up my intentions
"kylee?"
and youll think im just being silly
stans hand are on my cheeks shaking my face
"come dodo" he smiles like hes amused
"sorry i was thinking about something"
"really? like i didnt notice" he smirks
we get in his car
im always in the middle
stans car can only fit three people
and kenny always spreads his legs out
wide
which makes me press up against stan
a
little
and
it
makes
me
feel
"so what were you thinking about?"
so good
i put my head to his shoulder and bat my eyelashes
"you of course honey" i smile
he smiles
kenny laughs
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good day