reflect

intoxicated. who would have guessed. 2 tests. kill me. soo early. for real who is awake this early and WHY? carlo rossi. 2 buck chuck you do me well. "old maid" seems to be my theme song along with "soda shop" and "half boyfriend" can't stop listening to them. 'ohh god don't let me, live and die alooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnneeeee.' its so hard to not connect to that song.

i miss new york. going out. barhopping club jumping? um. i felt so free there and feel WAY cooped up here. went completely broke there but whatev. miss the msm bitches for real. here's to you all.

once upon a time...

aren't those supposed to be new beginnings...? well this one sucks so far. new boys. new drama. 26 years old and i'm already falling into a trap. shouldn't you be over this phase. you think i'm playing but i'm testing the waters. trusting isn't number one on my list right now. if you're looking for more than a fuck, then prove it. TALK to me. ironic, cause right now you're all talk.

angela's pool party. drunk swimming eh baby eh baby. anthony. same old page. next day. 35 minutes turned into 4 hours. njersey. 50 dollars. mcdonalds. kill me. ugh. good times.