S.G.J |
Don't like what you see here? Feel free to get the fuck out of my blog. |
I’ll admit it.
I’m a wee bit intoxicated.
So honesty lane, here I come.
I wrote this part over at one of Nick’s friends houses.
“I’m not sure what to do at this point. I’m torn between thinking he’s just another low-life guy, and actually believing that he’s a good, honest, faithful man. Is it truly just my thoughts that are making me upset? Has he ever given me a reason to not trust him, or have the doubts I’ve been having stemmed off of what others say? He looks good in red. I can never tell what he’s thinking about, and that bothers me. I’m afraid to feel intimate or deep or “have a moment” with him out of fear of feeling stupid. His gamer face is adorable. I feel weird staring at him like this. But he’s so fascinating.”
The kisses we shared in the car before he left was what could only be described as magical. I think I’m going to trust this. I think I am going to give this all I’ve got. Nick Proske is more than worth it. And I am truly, irrevocably in love with him and want to spend the rest of my days proving that to him. Past be damned. That’s the absolute, honest to God’s truth.
I’m gonna turn into an alcoholic haha
This is a sad, cheerless day
I’m terrified.
I’m nervous about meeting my brother and seeing my grandfather again.
I don’t know who all is going to be there.
Sammi is going into anxiety mode.
Day after tomorrow, I’ll be in St. Louis.
Lord, please give me strength.
Suprise Drug Test Day
bahahahahha
[via]
I can’t listen to techno anymore cause I always find myself waiting for the drop and it never comes haha.
- download something
- put it on a DvD
- sell it
- make profit
not what most of us do:
- ...