imma
flirt.
oh these boys... they're all around me. and i'm all la la touch touch ~pull~ *tickle* >bite<. oops.
and fudgemuffins i don't really care about them. they're not very intelligent and only mildly and occasionally entertaining. one said he'd take me raving- but he doesn't have a car. really? i guess his life's effed up since he's living with his friend and all, but that's a problem here. the other... ooooooh manwhore. he just mock-booty-texted my friend the other night while i was hanging out with her. of course, it was only half-mocking.
neither of them are especially cute. what am i doing?
just playing.
tonight three guys [two of the above] and i ran around our lame suburb together after a big pizza party with friends. walked a frickin' mile to a closed gas station [and me without shoes], bought energy drinks [and tea for moi], and played frisbee in the parking lot of a mickey d's. my life is so odd.
on top of that, Bad News is back. oh yeah. still wants sex with me, nothing more and nothing less. but it just sounds so... uncomplicated. so simple. no strings. one last fling before i launch myself into the terrifying void of College. we're gonna go clubbing together. [i've never gone before! gotta make a slutty-looking outfit...] i'm still not sold on the idea of going all the way with him, but i'm definitely playing with the idea. he's gotten too close to me too many times - i need to use him and move on.
i think i need this.
oh these boys... they're all around me. and i'm all la la touch touch ~pull~ *tickle* >bite<. oops.
and fudgemuffins i don't really care about them. they're not very intelligent and only mildly and occasionally entertaining. one said he'd take me raving- but he doesn't have a car. really? i guess his life's effed up since he's living with his friend and all, but that's a problem here. the other... ooooooh manwhore. he just mock-booty-texted my friend the other night while i was hanging out with her. of course, it was only half-mocking.
neither of them are especially cute. what am i doing?
just playing.
tonight three guys [two of the above] and i ran around our lame suburb together after a big pizza party with friends. walked a frickin' mile to a closed gas station [and me without shoes], bought energy drinks [and tea for moi], and played frisbee in the parking lot of a mickey d's. my life is so odd.
on top of that, Bad News is back. oh yeah. still wants sex with me, nothing more and nothing less. but it just sounds so... uncomplicated. so simple. no strings. one last fling before i launch myself into the terrifying void of College. we're gonna go clubbing together. [i've never gone before! gotta make a slutty-looking outfit...] i'm still not sold on the idea of going all the way with him, but i'm definitely playing with the idea. he's gotten too close to me too many times - i need to use him and move on.
i think i need this.