ARGH!
boys. french boys, canadian boys, chinese boys, american boys!!!!
ARGH!!!!!
also, LIFE! ARGH!
PLAY! ARGH
MOVING, MONEY, FRIENDS, LIFE, BOYS, WORK, LIFE, ARGH ARGH ARGH
ugh. sick of it. turning off now. welcome to Aubri Doesn't Care About anything, featuring aubri on autopilot not giving a rats ass about diddly shit because NOTHING wants to be simple or cooperate or work right
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the details are last night i was very very drunk. i had thought i'd have a rene to go snuggle next to, but he was still out playing. and when i'm drunk and pmsy it doesn't take much to make me all irritated. also, i was making out with a french boy named jean-damien at the bar, which didn't help the sexual frustration.
and i miss schmitty and wanted to be with him more than any of the other boys last nite.
and i'm starting to feel really nervous about the play and money and work and coming home
and i'm pmsy.
and i was drunk.
that's all.