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And while I am happy to head home, I am also leaving with sadness because in the past few days, I have met so many wonderful people in London and at the party whom I now consider my dear friends, a part of my team or the Sugar family.
I’m currently looking for a new job so I can save up money to pay for the important things before I start school again. I live with two roommates in an apartment so I don’t have mommy and daddy around to buy all my shit, so if you’re looking for a sugar daddy you should turn around and go back to Greedy Whoresville.
Randy hates women who won’t have sex with him right away and sex is his self-proclaimed “main skill in life.” If Randy sees Southern Comfort, he will drink the bottle and beat up everyone. Randy “will do vindictive messed-up things” to women. Randy works at a body shop and has plenty of money since his mother doesn’t charge rent, but is paranoid of gold-diggers. Randy is proud to have only terminated one pregnancy so far despite several scares.
I’ve blocked his emails and his phone number/texts. He still wants to be friends. According to him all this could have been avoided if I weren’t such a coward. No, I think it would have been avoided if you weren’t psychotic.
His voice trailed off, then there was silence for almost two minutes. He hadn’t hung up because I could still hear talking in the background. When I asked if everything was okay, he said he’d gotten distracted by a movie that was on TV at the time. There was a topless scene, and the women were so naked and beautiful, he said.