I'm drunk. Somebody love me.
Ah yes. Ye olde drunken late night LiveJournal update.
There's a boy. It seems like there's always a boy. But they all need nicknames and this one will be Star Hipster.
Hipster and I hooked up last weekend. A somewhat random, drunken, mutual rebound kinda thing.
Hipster is surly and moody and I wonder that I'm reading too much into his moods, but tonight ... tonight just felt like he wanted to be anywhere but sitting next to me. And after two drinks, he went home.
Last weekend there was a lot of talk ... future plans to hook up, that sort of thing. So far this week he's blown off the plans we made (and the plans were his fucking idea in the first place) and it's got me hearkening back to H.W.S.R.N. and wondering if I'm repeating the same cycle again and again and again.
Is anybody out there?
Am I reading too much into this? Am I just feeling drunk and needy? What the fuck, man?
There's a boy. It seems like there's always a boy. But they all need nicknames and this one will be Star Hipster.
Hipster and I hooked up last weekend. A somewhat random, drunken, mutual rebound kinda thing.
Hipster is surly and moody and I wonder that I'm reading too much into his moods, but tonight ... tonight just felt like he wanted to be anywhere but sitting next to me. And after two drinks, he went home.
Last weekend there was a lot of talk ... future plans to hook up, that sort of thing. So far this week he's blown off the plans we made (and the plans were his fucking idea in the first place) and it's got me hearkening back to H.W.S.R.N. and wondering if I'm repeating the same cycle again and again and again.
Is anybody out there?
Am I reading too much into this? Am I just feeling drunk and needy? What the fuck, man?