so much love and affection hidden deep within my heart. i just seem to be incapable of properly expressing it.
The Sleazy Hookup Witness Protection Program.
If nobody else saw it, it never happened.
If nobody admits to being there, it never happened.
If nobody ever makes eye contact again, it never happened.
Now shake hands and walk away
that last post is too funny to delete it now… i regret nothing.
i’m drunk. shouldn’t have gotten tumblr as an app on my phone… bad idea.
here are some thoughts from my night so far:
girls are fucking bitchy.
my new pipe is officially named princess kate middleton.
I love weed.
why am i writing this?
oh yeah… this hot boy (with a girlfriend… who isn’t here) is really hot.
it’s only 12:30?
this is weird i’m going to stop now because I’m definitely going to be embarassed when reading this tomorrow and delete it.