I kissed #89 at his party and maybe #81 did too and then we continued to be giddy and drunk, so we kissed a couple other boys. I have no idea who #90 was. He was maybe straight and there was maybe a vibe of “hey wow check out the lesbians who make out with everyone”. In the sober light of day I find that sort of attitude pretty tedious, but since it’s way too blurry to remember properly, maybe it wasn’t like that at all. Perhaps we enjoyed our brief liaison free from the shackles of heteropatriarchal bullshit. Excellent.