Nate is the waiter, he's shorter than me and has a real nice ass. But the beard just doesn't suit him well...
Dear diary, please understand that, right now, this is not me, this is vodka talking. Even though I only had enough of it to make just about anyone look decent.
Bottom line is, Nate is hot. And I wish I could say that to him. And I wish that I could slide my arms under that red t-shirt of his.
But for now I can only dream.
He's definetely not my type, to be honest. I usually go for the guys who are a bit slimer and taller, have better hair and know how to dress. But there is something about him.
That's all from me for now, but I snese that I will write about Nate some more in the future.
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RandomDear diary, I really can't say some things out loud. So I'm going to write them down.
