| Current mood: |  drained |
70 cigarettes later and a sore lower body
Contents of purse: deoderant, ear phones, S's belt, S's boxers, swiss army knife, flashlight, shower cap, 20 cents, I.D., red and gold cigarrettes.(long live the lung cancer ridden cowboy.yeehaw babyluv)
S's shower didnt work when i got over there.he handed me a loofah the first morning and pointed to the sink
back home.
i feel so gross and dirty.
in many ways.
I ended up staying longer at his house than i thought i would and didnt have a clean set of clothes.yuk.
why didnt i go home, you ask?
the house my parents so wisely chose is about a twenty minute drive from his house and its just feels like a ridiculous waste of time to go back and forth everyday.
plus.his bed is warmer than i remembered.
;]
love life aside, i found out C is actually getting married. what a fucking idiot i want to add.you see, she used to be my best friend. we did EVEERYTHING together. she lived three houses down and we'd spend days sometimes just lounging around watching cribs and eating ravioli, or out at the park sharing some nast gin and lemonade.
we did everything.
until
one day
she introduces me to S.i was dating Corey Shitfaced at the time, but it didnt matter. i fell for S. long story short.she claimed she loved him.he did not love her.i slept with him.so did she.but in her case he was drunk off a bottle of bad sangria from her fridge and slightly unconsious.
also shes bad in bed.i know.
so ME gets BOY.
weve been dating for eight months now and i havent talked to C since.
then i met her shitty airmen boyfriend.,he was such a dousche. telling me he joined the airforce because "it was easier work than army"
uh.
go patriot.
motherfucker gets her pregnant and now theyre married after two months.
had to let that out.its been bothering me.
other than still being addicted to cigarettes and being a total lightweight, all im doing tonight is studying up on my driving(i know.im old.but this country's driving course is strict.so im still goin at it)
and reading the lovely diaries provided to me here.
=]
au revoir mon amies.
S'later
Bianca.
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