I've decided, like, something's not right. Maybe everything's too right. Maybe I don't even know what I'm talking about.
So about me having a creeper. That was pretty intense.
And about Nick Maurette being the second biggest asshole in my life right now. People need to take their heads out of their asses and listen to the people who actually know what they're talking about, rather than the people who prance around like everything in the world is alright and everything else is everyone elses fault. And when people decide the wrong persons lying, and come crying to me, it'll be too fucking late. Right? Correct.
Northern Lights. Refreshing. Something like, really honest. I liked it better than I did with White Rhino, even though WR made me really carefree. That's how I knew what it was. It triggered this part of me, like, HOLY SHIT, I'M GOING TO EXPOSE MYSELF BAAAD. The first time was when I told Alex Wiseman I really liked him and I had the impulse to kiss him, realll bad. (And did, I was just rejected.) But today, I told Nick a shit ton of stuff that Lauren had told me... and I told him something really revealing that I don't really remember, and then went, 'and I wasn't supposed to tell you that...' and Greg and I cracked up way bad. I was also tempted to tell Greg I had a really big crush on him. But I didn't. I'm proud of myself. Even though he already knows, I'm extremely happy with the way things are going. I kind of thought I might have fucked things up with him, but I had an amazing day with him today. I don't want a relationship. I don't even wanna hook up with anyone. (well that was extreme bullshit but anyhoo... You know, Hayden.) But I like feeling the way I do. We watched Alice in Wonderland backwards again, and Lauren didn't seem nearly as amused as Greg and I were. (it was cooler a few days ago, because time was going by really slow, and the movie backwards was so much trippier than the movie even forwards.) Gravity's don't work for us. But it's okay, cause we're too cool for the shit anyways. Especially since it was the strongest thing I've ever seen/tasted/smoked/smelled in my entire life. We also couldn't find the hookah. But, you know, it's okay. We realized afterwards that we forgot to look after.. you know.
Erin, darling, didn't have a wonderful day either. I sort of spoke to her on the phone about an hour ago, and Miss Danielle (Hogan)'s daughter apparently stabbed Erin in the back pretty bad. It's not really my place to talk about any of it, but it really pisses me off, and saddens me. Enough sad.
Last, but not least.
I hate being in love now. All it does is make me miserable.
Ear infection. Fuck me.
So about me having a creeper. That was pretty intense.
And about Nick Maurette being the second biggest asshole in my life right now. People need to take their heads out of their asses and listen to the people who actually know what they're talking about, rather than the people who prance around like everything in the world is alright and everything else is everyone elses fault. And when people decide the wrong persons lying, and come crying to me, it'll be too fucking late. Right? Correct.
Northern Lights. Refreshing. Something like, really honest. I liked it better than I did with White Rhino, even though WR made me really carefree. That's how I knew what it was. It triggered this part of me, like, HOLY SHIT, I'M GOING TO EXPOSE MYSELF BAAAD. The first time was when I told Alex Wiseman I really liked him and I had the impulse to kiss him, realll bad. (And did, I was just rejected.) But today, I told Nick a shit ton of stuff that Lauren had told me... and I told him something really revealing that I don't really remember, and then went, 'and I wasn't supposed to tell you that...' and Greg and I cracked up way bad. I was also tempted to tell Greg I had a really big crush on him. But I didn't. I'm proud of myself. Even though he already knows, I'm extremely happy with the way things are going. I kind of thought I might have fucked things up with him, but I had an amazing day with him today. I don't want a relationship. I don't even wanna hook up with anyone. (well that was extreme bullshit but anyhoo... You know, Hayden.) But I like feeling the way I do. We watched Alice in Wonderland backwards again, and Lauren didn't seem nearly as amused as Greg and I were. (it was cooler a few days ago, because time was going by really slow, and the movie backwards was so much trippier than the movie even forwards.) Gravity's don't work for us. But it's okay, cause we're too cool for the shit anyways. Especially since it was the strongest thing I've ever seen/tasted/smoked/smelled in my entire life. We also couldn't find the hookah. But, you know, it's okay. We realized afterwards that we forgot to look after.. you know.
Erin, darling, didn't have a wonderful day either. I sort of spoke to her on the phone about an hour ago, and Miss Danielle (Hogan)'s daughter apparently stabbed Erin in the back pretty bad. It's not really my place to talk about any of it, but it really pisses me off, and saddens me. Enough sad.
Last, but not least.
I hate being in love now. All it does is make me miserable.
Ear infection. Fuck me.
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