Nov 24, 2004 16:21
The eighteenth birthday of the one whom I adore.
A car ride with the girl that resembles a cat, and a boy with the ability to make the best mixed CD's that I've ever heard. Free alcohol and a few too many drinks. An emotional break down in the toilet. And a girl wearing the same underwear as me too. A girl that leaves me in hysterics with her tales of three-some invites. Hugs from a boy with suspenders, and Fran, throwing up violently into the gutter. A kiss from one beautiful girl. And holding hands in the car with a boy that I miss like an addiction. And sleep.
Pay day today. A new surface piercing on my chest compliments of Damien. I bite my lip as plastic tubes and metal are stabbed through soft pink flesh.
A mouthful of hair but an airconditioned room. Sushi, apple juice and soy chips. A new top. And lack of boy as suspected.
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