No one knows me like Reed. But, that's boring, right? I had the flu all this week and Reed came over to see me on Wednesday night. He reeked of alcohol and ciggarettes but I didn't care, I just wanted to be held. Everyone else had been avoiding me like the plague. We watched bad TV and i curled up my back against his chest and his left arm held me in a ball. His phone beeped several times as I shamelessly asked "who's that? who's that?" I don't really want to know. It doesn't matter. He was there hanging out with me.
I would ask him stupid questions inbetween challenges on the "Gauntlet." Small talk was fine with me for the night.
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awww...hope all is well and works out...i know what guy problems are like...it's tough being torn between wanting respect and just wanting companionship (regardless of how worth-less someone might make you feel)
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