6’5” (aka “Booty Text”) is the guy I went out with this summer for two months.
Couldn’t fall asleep last night, so I went on a bit of a texting rampage at 4am. I’m probably the only person anyone knows who texts her entire phone book, completely sober, at 3:30 in the morning, with no intention of making it a booty … anything.
Stupid insomnia.
