I saw you in the bathroom of a house party in Talbot Woods on Saturday. I looked down and you were underneath me wearing very little clothes. Then someone hit me in the head with the toilet door and woke my sleeping conscience which stopped me from proceeding any further (and that person is dead next time I see him). Although a lot of what I said was true I indulged in some drunken rambling of my own (relationship?? where did that come from? I don't want a fucking relationship). I can't help but feel that destiny was thwarted that night, and that given the chance our true love and desire could really blossom blah blah blah............

Glad we cool mate, no worries I'm not about to turn into a soppy bitch for you but if you ever feel like getting drunk and stupid again....... I'll consider going along with it :D

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