April 2012
I just went to Starbucks without a shirt on. Is that weird? They said they’ve seen weirder. I felt pretty weird about it but the thought of putting a shirt on was simply awful so I settled for sweats and a sports bra. Eh.
Guess what, Tumblr? I haven’t texted Andrew back in a while. He’s texted me on two separate occasions and I’ve ignored them. I think that’s a first...
I really wish that I could post what I wanted to on my Tumblr, but since someone is relaying everything I say to my mom, I guess that I won’t..
Tonight is the first time I’ve been in my own bed since last week sometime. I’m glad that my parents and I figured stuff out.
I really need to get Bridget’s car back to her. It’s been mine for quite a while now.
Traffic...
I’m really relieved there’s a storm brewing. I need it to be horribly dismal to fit my mood.
Sometimes I wish that I would just wake up in a hospital with no recollection of the past few years. I’m in so much trouble..no one even knows it yet.
Fuuuuuck.
I had such a fucking great night.
My two amazing Zach’s bought me drinks and shots at Champp’s until bar close because I lost my wallet.
And then Zach C. gave me a full pack of cigarettes.
I win
