I don't care if it's lame. Matt Matt Matt Matt. Beyond smitten. I want to roll around with him so bad. He was really nice to me all night, and not once did I throw myself at him or ask to suck his dick or anything else that I might regret tomorrow. I played it cool, as they say.
Talked to a bunch of other boys and am pretty much in love with life and conversation and not interested in boys in a sexual manner at all and bored with people that are.
And I danced to a bunch of hip hop and wanted to grind against furniture and kept exclaiming to people in conversation how certain songs made me want to hump furniture.