WHY IS EVERYTHING DIFFERENT? D:
Cried while watching porn. I think that’s a new low for me.
So, I FINALLY went through the backpack that’s been hiding in the back of my closet since I was probably, ehh, 15? maybe? It had old fruity booze bottles in it, so I was scared that it’d be filled with bugs or something, but I’m travelling soon, so I really need to get rid of all the things I don’t want my parents to find before I leave. Also, it’s a really nice backpack (cost, quality, and capacity wise)
This is what I found:
- a bunch of stephen king paper backs
- 2 large vex bottles
- 4 small bacardi breezer bottle
- empty mickey of white rum
- a small bag of REALLY old weed, wrapped in a bag, wrapped in a bag, hidden in a jewelry box with a piece of cinnamon gum to try to hide the smell
- a bag with a beer can that we used to smoke with
- 1 fingerless glove
- a pair of granny-panties
- body glitter
- flash cards from science class
- 2 condoms >.o (I have NO idea where I got them)
OH, the debauchery of my pre-teen life D:
I`m feeling rather grey,
My bedroom, strewn with used tissues and old mugs and your left behinds,
Is a perfect rendition of what it must look like inside my head today.
My bed is a vast
Ocean, It’s depths unexplored.
I’m lost without you.
I was running around frantically searching for my grad dress. There were rows and rows of them, in a huge room with swimming pool in the middle. I’d been searching for hours, since school had ended, and I was panicking because the lights had gone out because it was almost graduation time, and everyone else had already come and gone, finding their dresses right away. I kept finding the wrong dresses, ones that I own but didn’t want to wear.
Even though it was really late at night, [Name] was there, possibly with her girlfriend, but for some reason I’m not sure they were dating in my dream. She pulled my into the water and told me not to panic, that she would help me. I don’t remember her actually looking, but I found it soon after that. I was in my room looking in my closet for the fifth or sixth time when I finally spotted it.
Graduation happened, and we went to the banquet together. There are a lot of things that happened after that, most of which I forget. I remember going around town together, not this town. One of the ones in my mind, this one might’ve been a new one. I don’t really recognize it. The last part that I remember happened right before I woke up. We were laying on the grass together. I was laying on my stomach, and she was sitting and laying backwards. I remember trying to be secretive and I kissed her arm to let her know that I was in fact into her. She reacted in an way that, now that I’m awake, I am unable to tell if it was good or bad. I think that if I could see just a split second more of my dream I would know. But I actually remember feeling butterflies. You see, I had a little crush on this girl back in the day. Still think she’s beautiful. More must’ve happened though, because I woke up mildly aroused and soaking wet :3
the problem with having a boyfriend that is 23 is that i can’t go to bars, clubs, ETC
the legal drinking age in america is so dumb.
THE PROBLEM WITH HAVING A BOYFRIEND THAT IS 21 IS THAT I CAN’T GO TO BARS, CLUBS, ETC.
luckly I live in Canada, six months to go!
photoshop, we meet again.
I should really be in bed.