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Wesley Wolfe Last night was the best f*****g night I ever had, but when I woke up this morning, it was also the most confusing. Suri was passed out looking like a sleeping f*****g angel (the complete opposite of how she was on that bed just a few hours ago) and my backside was hurting like f u c k because of how long I had to stay on the bed leaning on my side. Well, it was definitely f*****g worth it. I can still taste Suri on my lips whenever I lick them. I have no clue as to how my attraction to her is so strong, but I’ve long given up on trying to understand it. I might as well just enjoy it while it lasts. It was still too early to be awake, the sun barely rising as per Suri’s window, but it’s probably best that I leave before she does wake up and somebody else comes up to he