You don't know how it feels
So yesterday came through alright. We met at 5:30 and he hung around with us all day. We stayed on Trus acting like retards on atv's. I actually let Charles ride a wheelie with me and when my brother does it I beat the hell out of him. I just trust him more, my brother has wrecked me before and thats not cool.
So anyway, before he left last night he makes me walk outside and gives me some shit about how he just wants to take it slow until he knows for sure what I'm gonna do and just be friends for now. But then he grabs me by the ass pulls me up to him and kisses me. WTF? Friends don't grab each other and shove their tongues down one anothers throat. That just bewilders me.
So he tells my brother last night that if I could just give him a week to regain his trust then everything would work out. I'm such a heartbreaker huh?
After he pulled the "Just friends" and then kissed me, it had my head spinning about 90 different directions because I don't know how to take that. So I did the only thing I love better than my momma, drank a half case of Budweiser. I had it in the fridge from Friday night and it was Sunday so I couldn't get any Jack. I got pickled, and whined on Joe and my brother all night. Hahaha. Then I picked a fight with Vanessa and they had to drag me out of the car because I was about to smack the piss out of her. But she and I are close and we're over it now. She knows better than to be a smartass to me, especially when I'm drinking.
Matt Wolfe is trying to hook up with me now. He has Maggie putting in some good words for him. He told her he thought I was beautiful and that I have "The Perfect Ass." Every guy I know loves my ass. It's not that great when you have to pack it around. But Matt asked me if me and Perkins had sex and I replied with "I don't kiss and tell." So that may have changed his mind, but as of now we have a date Thursday.
I can't let Charles know because then he would never trust me, hahahahaha. Guys are such morons. But you gotta love em.
We're going down to the drag tonight. These guys marked a quarter mile off at this old industrial plant and they drag race up there. Until the cops come of course. I'm taking my Grand Prix up there and I'll probably end up racing one of their gay little cars because they all have 4 cylinders and mine is way faster than a 4 cylinder. Perhaps I'll come home with a title. Yeah right! Anyway I'm out!
So anyway, before he left last night he makes me walk outside and gives me some shit about how he just wants to take it slow until he knows for sure what I'm gonna do and just be friends for now. But then he grabs me by the ass pulls me up to him and kisses me. WTF? Friends don't grab each other and shove their tongues down one anothers throat. That just bewilders me.
So he tells my brother last night that if I could just give him a week to regain his trust then everything would work out. I'm such a heartbreaker huh?
After he pulled the "Just friends" and then kissed me, it had my head spinning about 90 different directions because I don't know how to take that. So I did the only thing I love better than my momma, drank a half case of Budweiser. I had it in the fridge from Friday night and it was Sunday so I couldn't get any Jack. I got pickled, and whined on Joe and my brother all night. Hahaha. Then I picked a fight with Vanessa and they had to drag me out of the car because I was about to smack the piss out of her. But she and I are close and we're over it now. She knows better than to be a smartass to me, especially when I'm drinking.
Matt Wolfe is trying to hook up with me now. He has Maggie putting in some good words for him. He told her he thought I was beautiful and that I have "The Perfect Ass." Every guy I know loves my ass. It's not that great when you have to pack it around. But Matt asked me if me and Perkins had sex and I replied with "I don't kiss and tell." So that may have changed his mind, but as of now we have a date Thursday.
I can't let Charles know because then he would never trust me, hahahahaha. Guys are such morons. But you gotta love em.
We're going down to the drag tonight. These guys marked a quarter mile off at this old industrial plant and they drag race up there. Until the cops come of course. I'm taking my Grand Prix up there and I'll probably end up racing one of their gay little cars because they all have 4 cylinders and mine is way faster than a 4 cylinder. Perhaps I'll come home with a title. Yeah right! Anyway I'm out!