I woke up with drums beating in my head. Argh now I understand what hangover is and why my friends were after my life if I didn't serve them coffee as they woke up as I was the only sober one in the group. Memories. A small smile creeped over my face as I remembered those days. Wait from memories I remember only one thing from last night and that is Alrigo not only kissing me but at the same time entitling me as the worst kisser. I mean dude you stole my first kiss and call me a bad kisser.
Okay I may not be as good as your past experiences but still you can't say that on my face. But it's the reality. My subconscious reminded me and I wanted to stab it for that even though it was true. Why are people becoming so straight nowadays? Not at all caring about what others might feel.
Even tho
