i fell in love with san francisco. I can't explain how i felt when i was there but the feeling was just perfect. The city noises, the places, the people, the weather, everything was just too perfect. You can say i'm just going through the phase of typical city girl infatuation, but something came over me when i was there.
I took a walk in the middle of the night when everyone was sleeping. I thought about past love, current relationships, family struggles, and how my life has evovled into this busy cycle.I dont even get time to think about the many things going on in my life. I finally had time to just escape. I need to be in a city, its just more of my personality. I enjoy being surrounded by so much culture and different faces each time i wake up to go somewhere. It was nice to roam around 3 in the morning, watching as the drunks walk by and the straight men desperately hollerin because of the reality that the gay population is exponentially growing.
waiting for the trolly coming back from fisher's wharf
trolly's = awesom
Yes, i done corrupted the journalism kids. On james' 18th birthday, we bought pack of cigarettes, smoked one. What was odd that we realized the owner of the store didn't card us, so James went back to see if he could by alcohol. We waited outside anticipating a failure, then BOOM! comes james out with a 6 pack of corona in a brown bag. And yes, we did get a lil tipsy. we went back for more the next night
doesn't that look a lil inappropriate to you?
dinner at the nicest 52nd story restaurant ever. well i haven't been to any to compare.
james touches himself when he goes to sleep tipsy
clam chowder be too bomb
i'm going back in the summer. who's down?