gooning my way through europe

journal entry 9.10.25

i’ll never post this because my ex follows this blog, my ex who i broke up with right before i left for europe, and it would ruin her, probably, to find out i’d immediately gone and kissed other girls, fucked other girls. one in every country, at least. and at least one of those girls is still my friend and reading about the other ‘other girls’ would hurt her too. so i’ll never post this. but i have to write it anyway.

in amsterdam there were two: a girl i kissed but didn’t fuck, and a girl i fucked but didn’t kiss.