I shouldn't be allowed to drink.
I am someone who tends to blurt things out anyway, but when drunk, the deepest, and darkest of my inner secrets to everyone.
I informed everyone of my crush for Morgan, how I pulled him at that gig in Narberth (don't think I mentioned the finger fetish, although plenty do know about that anyway), and how I was very jealous that he was chasing this Catherine girl he has a crush on. Catherine, who claims her drink then got spiked, then spent the evening regurgitating what she had eaten that day, and he - possibly one of a rare breed, a sweet, caring man - spent the night looking after her.
Oops. I also text DC to inform him that I wanted a cwtsh from Morgan. To which a very confused DC texted back "Morgan?" "I thought you fancied me?"
So yes. I probably let everyone know everything last night. Probably? No, I did. I wish I didn't remember every detail so clearly...
And I would like to apologize. So here goes.
Me = fool.
Me The Fool = Sorry
And yet I'm still hitting town and going out on Saturday too hopefully.
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