wooahhahhahhhahahhaaahh
livin' it up at orme has been nice.
finally got a cuteboy lined up for me to take,
and make mine, but this one keeps poppin' up and making me love him again.
fuckin' red heads.
from a drunken night loooonnng ago.
me:wanna hang out later since its like my last night to hang out before I leave?
him: oh fuck, I wish I could but I seriously have a huge paper due for class tomorrow and I'm probably going to work until bedtime. sorry. :(
me: :( really?
him: yeah
me: Well, I'm pretty wasted and I want to see you before I leave even if it's just for five minutes.
him: because you're wasted?
me: no, just cause I wanna see you.
him: I don't know if I can.
me: that's okay. your paper is more important.
him: ouch, to my mother it is.
me: yeah. what class is it for?
him: english 101
me: how's that treating you?
him: its tough.
me: I'll let you in so you can finish.
him: youll let me in?
me: haha. go not in. sorry.
him: be careful.
me: damnit ren. you're the only thing I want right now. why can't I have you?
him: because the world never promised to be kind, you know this.
me: why does it matter if the world promised?
him: you live there.
me: why are you doing this?
him: what am I doing? huh... is it gunna feel good to get angry?
me: yes, because I've been holding this anger in so long and I'm fed up.
him: go for it.
me: I'm fucking sick of this and I'm really horny, so you need to finish your paper and come make out with me.
him: hahaha, not while we're drunk miss.
me: come in an hour. I'll be sobered up by then.
him: But I'll be asleep. :)
me: don't let me down mister sewell.
me: I'm coming over.
him: don't you dare wake my mom up.
me: meet me somewhere, then.
him: hahaha, I have school, fun Ren is dead for a bit.
me: come on, you're breaking my heart here, mister.
him: I told you I hurt you. You knew.
me: so why do you let yourself hurt me?
him: because I MUST do this college, and well.
me: yeah, I know.
me: So I guess I'll see you when I get back.
him: ok, have a good trip.
me: yeah right. thanks.
mann.
that's when it went downhill and a few months later he broke my heart. but I think it's okay now.
because I know that true love hurrrttts.
man, I sound like a bad country song. I'm just really sad and nostalgic.
which are the same thing btw.
anyway,
ummm.
red heads.
damndamndamn.
finally got a cuteboy lined up for me to take,
and make mine, but this one keeps poppin' up and making me love him again.
fuckin' red heads.
from a drunken night loooonnng ago.
me:wanna hang out later since its like my last night to hang out before I leave?
him: oh fuck, I wish I could but I seriously have a huge paper due for class tomorrow and I'm probably going to work until bedtime. sorry. :(
me: :( really?
him: yeah
me: Well, I'm pretty wasted and I want to see you before I leave even if it's just for five minutes.
him: because you're wasted?
me: no, just cause I wanna see you.
him: I don't know if I can.
me: that's okay. your paper is more important.
him: ouch, to my mother it is.
me: yeah. what class is it for?
him: english 101
me: how's that treating you?
him: its tough.
me: I'll let you in so you can finish.
him: youll let me in?
me: haha. go not in. sorry.
him: be careful.
me: damnit ren. you're the only thing I want right now. why can't I have you?
him: because the world never promised to be kind, you know this.
me: why does it matter if the world promised?
him: you live there.
me: why are you doing this?
him: what am I doing? huh... is it gunna feel good to get angry?
me: yes, because I've been holding this anger in so long and I'm fed up.
him: go for it.
me: I'm fucking sick of this and I'm really horny, so you need to finish your paper and come make out with me.
him: hahaha, not while we're drunk miss.
me: come in an hour. I'll be sobered up by then.
him: But I'll be asleep. :)
me: don't let me down mister sewell.
me: I'm coming over.
him: don't you dare wake my mom up.
me: meet me somewhere, then.
him: hahaha, I have school, fun Ren is dead for a bit.
me: come on, you're breaking my heart here, mister.
him: I told you I hurt you. You knew.
me: so why do you let yourself hurt me?
him: because I MUST do this college, and well.
me: yeah, I know.
me: So I guess I'll see you when I get back.
him: ok, have a good trip.
me: yeah right. thanks.
mann.
that's when it went downhill and a few months later he broke my heart. but I think it's okay now.
because I know that true love hurrrttts.
man, I sound like a bad country song. I'm just really sad and nostalgic.
which are the same thing btw.
anyway,
ummm.
red heads.
damndamndamn.