"I don't include suicides. It disingenuous."
I woke up the next morning and Justin was laying on my chest and my arm was around him. I liked waking up with a man in my arms. Although I wish it was Ryan in my arms, I enjoyed Justin.
Who knows, I can see myself with him. I better go though, it was barely light outside, really early in the wman, I shimmied out from under Justin and he just turned over.
I got dressed as quietly as I could and headed for the door. Preggnant noticed I had received a text from Ryan. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Great, he probably thinks I'm dead somewhere...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑