hermitage
so, needless to say, i've pretty much been in hell these past 2 days.
i feel so incredibly empty inside, already.
i have no desire to leave my house or do anything.
i'm supposed to go to jim & pete's grad parties on the 16th
so, to fulfill my promises, i'll make sure to put in an appearance at both,
but it's doubtful i'll be staying longer than an hour at either.
since i have no plans of leaving my house any time soon
i have a bunch of pictures from the week before justin left
so i'll give the long overdue update.
<
we went on the classic car ride.
justin drove because
he says men are better drivers.
whatevs.
he's so cute.
that's him with his cotton candy
and me with Dubee Dog,
the giant stuffed pug he won me.
love.
we all did keg stands.
it was my first one ever.
justin's first too.
"if you don't come up with a mouthful
then, you haven't done your job,
RIGHT, BABE?"
-my boyfriend.
lydia's turn.
sophia's turn.
beer pong.
sophia && joe.
drunken, shirtless, rage against the machine karaoke.
justin & neid kept running around
yelling "shirts versus skinsssss baby!"
and popping in and out of the room
rubbing their nipples and yelling 'titties!!'.
it was an interesting night to say the least.
after they took justin to stay overnight on base
before leaving the next day,
we all got on base because
sophia had her military ID.
but because they had a curfew
and sophia's husband wes is a selfish prick,
we only got to be with him for 45 minutes.
you could tell he was scared/nervous,
but he was still trying to be the same goofy him
and make the best of things
while he still had us there with him.
i look like hell in most of the upcoming pics
because i'd been crying for pretty much a week straight
and not really wasting time
that i could be spending with him
making myself look "nice".
i know i already posted most of these,
but this is all of them together.
satan.
these smiles were all completely fake.
we were crying consistently the whole hour.
and that was it.
that was goodbye.
they took him away about 30 seconds later.
after, justin's mom took us to johnny carino's for lunch
and then lydia, sophia, and i went down to angry moon
and i finally got my tattoo. yep, that's right.
i'm inked.
it didn't hurt
like, at all.
i don't know what everyone was talking about.
[once again, look like hell
crying + lack of makeup + lack of hair straightening
stfu.]
you like?
i feel so incredibly empty inside, already.
i have no desire to leave my house or do anything.
i'm supposed to go to jim & pete's grad parties on the 16th
so, to fulfill my promises, i'll make sure to put in an appearance at both,
but it's doubtful i'll be staying longer than an hour at either.
since i have no plans of leaving my house any time soon
i have a bunch of pictures from the week before justin left
so i'll give the long overdue update.
<
we went on the classic car ride.
justin drove because
he says men are better drivers.
whatevs.
he's so cute.
that's him with his cotton candy
and me with Dubee Dog,
the giant stuffed pug he won me.
love.
we all did keg stands.
it was my first one ever.
justin's first too.
"if you don't come up with a mouthful
then, you haven't done your job,
RIGHT, BABE?"
-my boyfriend.
lydia's turn.
sophia's turn.
beer pong.
sophia && joe.
drunken, shirtless, rage against the machine karaoke.
justin & neid kept running around
yelling "shirts versus skinsssss baby!"
and popping in and out of the room
rubbing their nipples and yelling 'titties!!'.
it was an interesting night to say the least.
after they took justin to stay overnight on base
before leaving the next day,
we all got on base because
sophia had her military ID.
but because they had a curfew
and sophia's husband wes is a selfish prick,
we only got to be with him for 45 minutes.
you could tell he was scared/nervous,
but he was still trying to be the same goofy him
and make the best of things
while he still had us there with him.
i look like hell in most of the upcoming pics
because i'd been crying for pretty much a week straight
and not really wasting time
that i could be spending with him
making myself look "nice".
i know i already posted most of these,
but this is all of them together.
satan.
these smiles were all completely fake.
we were crying consistently the whole hour.
and that was it.
that was goodbye.
they took him away about 30 seconds later.
after, justin's mom took us to johnny carino's for lunch
and then lydia, sophia, and i went down to angry moon
and i finally got my tattoo. yep, that's right.
i'm inked.
it didn't hurt
like, at all.
i don't know what everyone was talking about.
[once again, look like hell
crying + lack of makeup + lack of hair straightening
stfu.]
you like?