My first night in Ibiza.

The first night in Ibiza, I gathered more numbers than I had in my entire life.

Not one girl returned my text.

The second night in Ibiza, I gathered more girls’ numbers than the first.

I didn’t text a single one.

The third night in Ibiza, I determined, “Fuck numbers. I’m not here to play reality. I’m here to make magic.”

 
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