So yesterday didn't go well. I was in a pub having sixth beer and suddenly two good friends arrived (I would go home normally, I think). It was hombré and one little chick with him. Now I have a suspicion that he loves her secretly, but she's with another friend of mine. A good friend of mine. We basically started drinking together when we were 14.
Back then, we used to drink bottled beer outside like homelesses. Back then, he would return home and vomit all over their living room. His mom hated me. She once told me she would call my mother (she's a bitch). I said "I don't give a flying fuck and my mother doesn't give a fuck either, call her" (it was true). So I slept on a fucking playground passover, lying in needles. Who gives a fuck. This bitch.
Well anyway, I hit on his girl yesterday. LOL. It was brilliant. We were in a bar with Hombré and this sweet lullaby. I don't understand how they end up together so much and how her boyfriend (the guy) doesn't mind. But there was a moment when we left outside, for a spit or something (yeah, I HAD TO HIT ON HER). So I tried it and she was like, no. And we went back. We were outside for like 2 seconds. Door closed, started touching her, went back.
AMAZING. I have to hit on my friends' girls more. It was amazing. I haven't tried this shit in like a year and a half. It's so much better than hitting on random chicks.
Then we went home and the guy wanted me to stay badly. I think he's after her and he can't do it. He's the guy who prepares bed for his secretly beloved girl to sleep with someone else then her boyfriend. But I said no.
It was boring. But I was playing with his dog. I normally wouldn't stick my hand in dogs mouth, but with this dog, I can. I'm not scared of it. I push it around and I kick it. Yes, I bash it in the face. My girlfriend's dog can't bite like that. It's a pug. LAME.