in the wee morning
To my surprise, Joe called me this morning at 2am. I had a really good time talking to him. We were just talking about a whole bunch of bullshit nothing serious and it was such a relief. It's great when you get to know someone and you don't have to worry about impressing them or any of that, it just is what it is, no pressure. I have no strong feelings, i have no emotion tied into this, it's just an experience of getting to know someone who makes me laugh. He makes me laugh so much, it's great. I can't even say what we really talked about all i know is that there was never a moment of silence. There was never that weird awkward silence, well there was once, but .... He said he was jealous if i talked to other guys or whatever, and my response to that was "you're a fag." It's crazy cuz i was in the living room talking to this guy i met a week ago, and i have no clue what he looks like, but it doesn't matter because we're talking nonsense. We were just quoting movies left and right, from lion king, to sixteen candles, to the adam's family, to freaking sandlot. We finally got off the phone at 6am. Skeet skeet skeet bitch! <--- our inside joke.When i went back to bed, i had dreams about him and what he looked like, and if he looks the way he does in my dream... well it's not gonna be pretty. hahahaha. Okay... "buh-bye now, buh-bye, buh bye now, buh bye." -toy story
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