The little party that we had at ours before going out was interesting, there was S, M and another girl from their work D who is a lot of fun, they were all doing lines of speed off our coffee table. They were going to try to get ecstasy or something as well but couldn’t find anyone with anything. They were talking about this guy they all knew, John, who apparently always has good gear and spends money on the girls he likes. Sounded a bit shallow and fake to me but it was interesting to hear them talk about him. We went out and had a good time, but they were going fst the whole time and I got so tired so I had to go home before them, I didn’t have anything, I’m a bit scared to try it to be honest, it’s not my thing. I had fun anyway.This guy I met tried to tell me he’s a talent scout from a modelling agency, said I’ve a great look, would I be interested in a modelling career, then he told me his business were out in his car. Like yeah right as though I’m going to believe all of that, I wasn’t born yesterday, dickhead! If he was really a professional he would have had his cards on him! Loser. I had a bad feeling about him and he was sleazy looking so there was no fucking way I was gonna go anywhere with him. Not a chance! I wonder how many gullible chicks he gets to go out to his car by saying that? And then what does he try to do with them when he’s out there? Eurgh!!
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