19 September 2012
You opened the door for me, such a gentlemen, and we drove back to your house. Then up to the top floor, all alone & secluded, where no one could here us "watching Friends" I wouldn't exactly call that sort of thing gentlemen-like. A night of fun, you called it. Later you drove me home, and opened the door for me once more. Who are you trying to kid? I'm a foolish and naive girl for believing you. I'm not the only one. & you know that I'll win this argument.
Oxymoron • Opuss № I