And that, kids, is why I've always been a rule follower. Oh well, we're alright and we probably learned a lesson or something! This is life, and we're okay. It was my goal to try making more questionable choices, anyway(?)
You'd make a good cheerleader, I'm sorry. Gender is stupid, I don't like it.
Pastor! I'm a pretty good kid and happier than I've ever been. The idea that you want to have my best friend somehow guide me back towards spirituality is kind of offensive. I mean, it shouldn't be, I've gone to Christian school my whole life, you think I'd be used to this. But seriously, man. I liked you. Maybe I'm just oversensitive, used to people knowing me as the kid who does no wrong. It could be a good thing to be more honest, I guess. I just wish it wasn't your job to try to "fix me," and that you didn't have to bring her into it. I understand, I just don't like it.
You're such a nice dude, I like you, I'm glad you came back! My night began to improve as we talked about gauges and guitars. You're pleasant company.
Thanks for the burrito curb date. Also, the beverage suggestion. And also also, your face! There is nobody I more like spending time with.
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