well kiddies. here i am in yon winterpeg.
and some fucknut thought it would be funny to give me a cold two days before my trip. i'ma find out who they are and go to fucking town on their face with a pair of golf cleats. fo' rizzle.
this week is gonna kick some serious ass. i'm sure of it. i will make it my personal business to rock and roll all night and party every day. i will warp your fragile little minds with a level of debauchery only seen in the shady bathhouses of ancient rome. you heard me. maybe i'll finally get aournd to posting some pictures...albeit drunken, unflattering pictures. but i'll see what i can do.
things with the boy are going surprisingly well. i'm so glad i got past my insecurity and called him. i wish i had some pictures of him cuz then i'd have some concrete evidence that he actually exists and isn't just a figment of my twisted imagination.
now, i'm the kind of girl who usually tries not to be like that sickening couple you see hugging and rubbing noses and making out and all that other general grossness in public...and now that's exactly what i am. he wanted to see me yesterday before i left, so we sat on some couches in the mall (yeah, it was raining, we didin't want to get cold and wet) and just cuddled and smooched for a few hours. it was fucking dumb. i can't seem to help it though. i mean, who says thank you when you kiss them?!?! honestly...
but now i need me some coffee to kill my growing headache.
and some fucknut thought it would be funny to give me a cold two days before my trip. i'ma find out who they are and go to fucking town on their face with a pair of golf cleats. fo' rizzle.
this week is gonna kick some serious ass. i'm sure of it. i will make it my personal business to rock and roll all night and party every day. i will warp your fragile little minds with a level of debauchery only seen in the shady bathhouses of ancient rome. you heard me. maybe i'll finally get aournd to posting some pictures...albeit drunken, unflattering pictures. but i'll see what i can do.
things with the boy are going surprisingly well. i'm so glad i got past my insecurity and called him. i wish i had some pictures of him cuz then i'd have some concrete evidence that he actually exists and isn't just a figment of my twisted imagination.
now, i'm the kind of girl who usually tries not to be like that sickening couple you see hugging and rubbing noses and making out and all that other general grossness in public...and now that's exactly what i am. he wanted to see me yesterday before i left, so we sat on some couches in the mall (yeah, it was raining, we didin't want to get cold and wet) and just cuddled and smooched for a few hours. it was fucking dumb. i can't seem to help it though. i mean, who says thank you when you kiss them?!?! honestly...


but now i need me some coffee to kill my growing headache.
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sonofapunk:
I "smack my sweet mama" for fun. The shirt is just a bonus! 

arete:
i wish i could have seen you!!!!
i'm glad you had a good time. i hope the cold is better too ♥
