Good morning!
Feeling a lot better today, in a great mood actually. I don’t know what happened yesterday, I’m not mad, I’m gonna send you a pic or two. Or I’ll post it here, a pic from the nights in German two weeks ago maybe? when I’m not wearing a shirt, wearing something else…
The Norwegian guy called me in the middle of the night (yes, I sleep with my cell next to me and will probably end up with brain cancer). He was drunk as hell, geeez!! But I kinda like to talk to drunk people, they’ll answer questions you never thought they would. It’s interesting hehe
Huggies and kisses
/Michel
So what did you learn?
When I talked to him? Umm, that he’s scared of relationships…and spiders, he’s usually not into white guys and that he moaned my name last time he was masturbating *lol*
LOL
Memo to myself: never let Michel talk to me when drunk.
So he’s normally not into white guys, you must’ve looked dirty then
lol jsut kidding.
Haha fuck, I shouldn’t have told you!
I don’t know actually,neither did he.
Looked dirty? I think I looked more tasty…as chocolate
*plays Kylie’s Chocolate*
a hint: If you want me drunk just pour me white wine and amaretto (seperately of course). That always get’s me going/stumbling!