I don't care cute he is. Or how much of a gentleman he was the other night. I hate guys that completely switch personalities when they're drunk. It's disgusting.
So Saturday night, I went to this bonfire at Ocean Beach. I didn't know anyone except Ben. And the asshole left me because I refused to get shitfaced & went to hook up with this whore that was a drunken mess. I ended up mooching a ride off of some stranger that was probably drunk, even though he swore he wasn't. Remind me not to ever talk to him again. FML