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Photo By Clarence John Laughlin
Give me a few drinks and my inhibitions drop like a beach towel in a Turkish bath house. After work we went out for drinks to celebrate my bosses birthday. 1 hour later and 3 drinks later with plans to meet R for dinner and platonic hang out time at my house, I text message him something funny, but suggestive. Something double sided, something I can crawl out of. After all I'm not that drunk, just softer and definitely weaker but ultimately stronger in the sense that I know what I want and more willing to stretch my neck out on the table. He's on his way, Chinese food in hand. I fear to be made the fool, but I figure if i stay high enough I won't even care at all. Sometimes it's just so hard to do what I'm told, for I am a terrible parent to myself, and I never listened anyway.
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