There was one night that we hung out and goofed off, doing absolutely nothing serious.
He told me his dream, his number one fantasy was to have *** with a mermaid.
I giggled.
Hours later, I admitted that I wanted to be Ariel at Disneyland when I grew up.
He said 'that's so cute!
Our flirting lasted hours. That's the last I've seen of him, but 2 months later I still
think about that night every day. And every day, I just think:
Kiss the girl.
Sep 1, 2012
Sep 1, 2012 at 2:16 PM UTC
There was one night that we hung out and goofed off, doing absolutely nothing serious.
He told me his dream, his number one fantasy was to have *** with a mermaid.
I giggled.
Hours later, I admitted that I wanted to be Ariel at Disneyland when I grew up.
He said 'that's so cute!
Our flirting lasted hours. That's the last I've seen of him, but 2 months later I still
think about that night every day. And every day, I just think:
Kiss the girl.