posted by Jason Barrett on May 16
"Look how we met, NA. Look how they met. Look at their friendship now. Who would have guessed she would come back and you wouldn't? Look how close they are becoming.." I drummed my heels into the mattress of the bed. NA reminds me that if anything, this is a rebound. I snort. I don't know anything at all. I knew nothing at all. I hate Goa. I don't want to go home. I'm all purposeless and gooey gummy and hot and tired and boys suck. I know all of this. But that isn't much. I'd been caught off g
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