Um, I'll go again.
But I did feel like a pervert, looking at all those men.
I felt like I was objectifying them.
The solution is to go
and be drunk and/or high
and have tons of singles.
The one guy I tipped attempted to grind his dick into my face.
As I moved back, he grabbed my shoulder and stopped me.
As I tipped him, he asked how I was and my name.
His was Jake...IDK WTF that was about.
The cutest by far were the two with glasses,
they just had a lot of fun up there.
Put me at ease.
But I am gonna have to stop following the friend
-zoner on Twitter.
He's tweeting about a breakfast date...
And it makes me feel like shit.
I wanna move on,
but, I don't know how to...
Melancholy is the word to
describe
the feelings in my heart...
So amazing!
I never knew my brother was so cool!
*side note* there was a woman there trying to get at my brother
In front of his girlfriend...WTF?
But we were so far beyond high, it was coooooollllll!
Now off to ceramics to paint
And then...
To my fave Catfish restaurant! I love it!
We were talking about funerals
*don't ask*
And the subject of mine came up.
I said I'd have to make a will since they don't like what I want.
Her response was, "well, you'll have a partner to deal with that."
Awkward place to have the breakthrough, but I'll take...
Recently learned that my grandma is the one having the issues...
She thinks I'm confused,
Whatever that means...
She'll get it soon enough, I'll let her have her "wishful thinking" for now.
