This whole weekend, Friday though Sunday, just sort of sucked. What a shitty way to end the summer I guess.
If I had a dollar for every time I didn’t give a shit that would be, like, a lot of dollars.
I miss being in love.
Today I just feel like laying around in bed and playing with someones boobs and booty absentmindedly while listening to music. Is that too much to ask for?
Played never have I ever tonight, I only beat the bisexual man-slut that I live with, which is frankly shocking. I figured I’d have done the least honestly.
Don’t you just love it when you meet someone and you really like them but they walk right through you because you don’t matter?
Whenever I’m drunk I feel a combination of happily infallible and utterly alone.
Today is going to be kind of crappy. I’ve got a scholarship orientation on campus from 830am-1pm and then I’m absolutely devoid of plans.