February 2012
Bump my brothaaa.
My outfit for tonight
seriously calls for black knee high boots, and I beyond upset they’re at my mom’s. Like everything would be perfect if they were here…
Other than that, I’m finally ready, the bar is waiting on me to come celebrate birthdays and get shitty! I’m leaving, bye.
“Everyone always asks you when you’re younger what do you want to be when you...”
– Jesse Lacey (via ambivalentpeaks)
Anonymous asked: just wondering, how are you able to go to bars and drink if you're only 18? do you have a fake ID?
Anonymous asked: Do you plan on going to college? If so, top choice?
Anonymous asked: do you attend high school or college
May or may not be going back to the bar to tip my bartender since I didn’t pay last night and don’t know if I even said goodbye. Don’t think this will end up too good.
Last night you told me you loved me like a sister.
I won’t complain because at least you didn’t tell the other two anything remotely close to that. But the way you drink my drinks and smoke my cigarettes isn’t very sibling like, especially the way you look at me before you do it. And I’m pretty sure the way we danced last night was not like I was your sister. Especially after you did the same dance with a different girl...
Hahaha.
It’s 2pm, I am pretty sure I’m still drunk. I didn’t pay for shit at the bar. Not that I expected to, but I definitely meant to leave a nice tip at least, but leaving at 4am always does something to me that I can’t remember. Literally.
Holy fuck, I need a cigarette.
Anonymous asked: I was sucking on my boy friends cock last night and he shot off in my mouth. It sure was different, but kinda good though.
