I try to be like Grace Kelly, but that look is too sad.
So I try a little Freddie, mmmm.
I've gone identity mad!
So basically, I ran from the cops last night... hardcore. Francis, Tom, and myself decided to go have a small fire in the woods. There was nothing else to do, so we decided to be hippies. After about half an hour of us being here we start seeing flashlights, so what do the guys say? "Come on. We're running." Oh man. Tom dissapeared, then Francis waited for me... THANK GOD. I had never been in those woods before, it was dark, I didn't know where to go. They chased us until we lost them. The end.
Francis started walking me home... I'm about a 25 minute walk from Croydon, so we had some bonding time. Once we got to Struble, we hung out there for a little bit.
Rewind. I met Francis and Tom last Friday while I was sitting outside Nicco's Pizza waiting for my friends around 1am. They were walking from Nesh Mall to Croydon [a far fucking walk]. They hung out with me for awhile. Then Francis in some shape or form likes me.
Forward. So we sat at Struble for a couple hours. We sat on the ground next to eachother, smoked, and talked a lot. It was really nice. In the midst of our play fighting, he did kiss me. I kissed him back. It was all so cute, and not what I'm used to. He then walked me home with his arm around me and stuff... I enjoyed it. No guy is every real cute with me.
In the same breath, I don't really know what to do. I don't know if he's out for a piece of ass or if he really likes me. It's a shitty thing to say, but that's what I'm used to.
How do I know?!
I've gone identity mad!
So basically, I ran from the cops last night... hardcore. Francis, Tom, and myself decided to go have a small fire in the woods. There was nothing else to do, so we decided to be hippies. After about half an hour of us being here we start seeing flashlights, so what do the guys say? "Come on. We're running." Oh man. Tom dissapeared, then Francis waited for me... THANK GOD. I had never been in those woods before, it was dark, I didn't know where to go. They chased us until we lost them. The end.
Francis started walking me home... I'm about a 25 minute walk from Croydon, so we had some bonding time. Once we got to Struble, we hung out there for a little bit.
Rewind. I met Francis and Tom last Friday while I was sitting outside Nicco's Pizza waiting for my friends around 1am. They were walking from Nesh Mall to Croydon [a far fucking walk]. They hung out with me for awhile. Then Francis in some shape or form likes me.
Forward. So we sat at Struble for a couple hours. We sat on the ground next to eachother, smoked, and talked a lot. It was really nice. In the midst of our play fighting, he did kiss me. I kissed him back. It was all so cute, and not what I'm used to. He then walked me home with his arm around me and stuff... I enjoyed it. No guy is every real cute with me.
In the same breath, I don't really know what to do. I don't know if he's out for a piece of ass or if he really likes me. It's a shitty thing to say, but that's what I'm used to.
How do I know?!