Kittwoopsiessmith
Still meeting great people.
I was in myrtle beach And I met the best guy ever but I fucked it up as soon as the sun came up and hopped in a RV with a bunch of losers instead of taking a friend of mines bike (he was done with it) and traveling on with him. He was simply the most amazing guy. The first five minutes of meeting he gave me a wing-nut to put in my dreads, instant lust. I took him back to my squat, and it was great. I just wanted to say I wish I lost the wing-nut and kept the man. That fucking RV broke down and I ended up hitchhiking any way gearless and fearless.
<- This could have been my fate. Fuuuckkk!
