Post Pukeage

Jun 11, 2005 07:07

so i got trashed lst night...
..er, this mornin'...

got a few hours of sleep...
and i feel like a million bucks...

talked to caleb, but not before puking in his ear...
but luckily it was by phone

wish he was here...
he prolly would've took advantage of me...
or the other way around. but i wouldn't hve cared either way...

he's leaving in a month, which doesn't leave me time...
i really need to get a few things off of my chest. or i'll regret it for ever.

when u r hung over, shouldn't u have a headache and be in pain?
well, i guess my puerto rican iron-stomach never fails huh?
...as if u'd know...

but the fuckin' pathetic part (b/c i am pretty fuckin' pathetic)
i was SO sexually frustrated the ENTIRE party.
"relieved" myself this mornin in the john while everyone slept...
and now i'm still wide awake.

i need a boyfriend. i will always need a boyfriend. but one doesn't come soon enough...
and the one i want will be whisked away to Richmond where he'll meet somebody new...
and that's the shorter story--
no love, no glory--
no hero in my sky...
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