HAPPY SLUTDAY TO K.K.!
we partied last night and got a little crunk. and danced and humped and loved. kaela got sick though, along with like 93843279 other people. that goldschlager shit must do something to people. i was fine, though, stomach-wise. crazy... i took a million pictures of everyone with other people's cameras cos mine had no batteries. and my phone died. i am a drunk-dialer. eeeeeeeee. and a drunk-texter! and a drunk maker-outer. it was fun and i really hope kaela had a good time, despite everyone being sickly!
dude. i SUCK ASS at showing people how much i care about them! that was the one thing that i used to be good at! i don't know what's wrong with me. it feels like my heart has just shrivelled up and died. i was going through all my christmas, birthday, valentine's, whatever cards the other night and i just started bawling because of the happy memories of when i used to have a soul and was good at connecting with people and having fun and loving everyone up with my penis. now i just feel drained and dead and disconnected all the time, despite my best efforts to be a real person. i just want to drink and sleep all the time.
eh.... too much, i know. sorry.
dude. i SUCK ASS at showing people how much i care about them! that was the one thing that i used to be good at! i don't know what's wrong with me. it feels like my heart has just shrivelled up and died. i was going through all my christmas, birthday, valentine's, whatever cards the other night and i just started bawling because of the happy memories of when i used to have a soul and was good at connecting with people and having fun and loving everyone up with my penis. now i just feel drained and dead and disconnected all the time, despite my best efforts to be a real person. i just want to drink and sleep all the time.
eh.... too much, i know. sorry.