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It's so hard to think that I am the same person I was six years ago. I am pretty boring now. I do not go out, drink, or hold parties anymore. I don't really have any interests right now besides avoiding mother.
At the same time, bars don't stay open too late (like they stop serving alcohol at 1 and kick you out at 2), good, cheap food places aren't open to accomodate hungry or drunk people, and people here (in California it seems) are so involved in their own lives that they do not seem to want to reach out and connect with others.
It's hard to remember that every night during the weekends I would invite a few of my friends over (most of whom were male) to drink, play videogames and act stupid.
My boys. My bitches.
It's hard to believe, that my number one bitch is gone.
I mean, I know he's been gone, but thinking about those fun high school times just isn't the same with that knowledge.
I remember the night we were a little intimate. It jumpstarted my relationship with Miguel.
At the same time, bars don't stay open too late (like they stop serving alcohol at 1 and kick you out at 2), good, cheap food places aren't open to accomodate hungry or drunk people, and people here (in California it seems) are so involved in their own lives that they do not seem to want to reach out and connect with others.
It's hard to remember that every night during the weekends I would invite a few of my friends over (most of whom were male) to drink, play videogames and act stupid.
My boys. My bitches.
It's hard to believe, that my number one bitch is gone.
I mean, I know he's been gone, but thinking about those fun high school times just isn't the same with that knowledge.
I remember the night we were a little intimate. It jumpstarted my relationship with Miguel.