Last Girl is in New Orleans for New Year's Eve. She just tweeted that a button popped off her blouse in the airport. It makes my penis ache.
But tonight I will be with my girlfriend. I will kiss her at midnight and we will tell each other we love each other, and mean it.
I'm in a good place. I really am. It's not her fault I never wanted to be here.
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