Dreams come true?
Which was worse drunk or wasted?
Louis had taken me to his favorite bar or was it a club? Eh! Whatever. I never really understood why there was bars and clubs when you could go and buy alcohol. I really hated bars and clubs. The way people acted when in those types of places frightened me. But I had fun. We danced and had drinks that were pricey. But I enjoyed myself so did Louis. The only problem was how we we're going home. We were wasted or drunk? Whichever was worse. We eventually found a taxi! Our lives were saved! We made home! I walked back home from Louis' house and threw up.
I woke up on my floor. No idea how I did I was on the floor. But I noticed a pile of vomit on the floor obviously after throwing up I layer down and was knocked out. Great first impressions! Oh wait its been 2 years since we met. Again how the hell. Going from eleven to nineteen is a drastic measure.
I just love when some random person walks into your home when your in a towel. It really sucks. I was walking out of the downstairs shower when my best friend Taylor walked in.how she still knew me and knew where I lived shocked me. "Hey hey hey! Girlfriend!"she shrieked and then opened her eyes. "Oh! I can wait!" She said in shock. "Yeah that's what I thought hon." I said giggling. In my room I yelled downstairs "Do you still board?" She called back "hell yeah! I packed in one of my millions of suit cases! Josh went to the X Games!" Walking down the stairs I said "Nice!" She told me that I still have the skater punk style. I was wearing ripped skinny jeans, a strapless blouse, it showing my back tattoos, and all black vans. "I can see you haven't stopped?" Taylor asked. "C'mon lets go ride around." I suggested. I walked in front of Taylor and she gasped. "You've got his name on you back?" She asked me. That was one I didn't know about. She touched where it was and it hurt. "Doesn't it mean its new when its all red?" She asked in curiosity. "What!" I screamed.
I checked my phone and there it was pictures and tweets of me getting the tattoo. "Ugh! I hate getting things when I'm drunk!" I said in pain.
I woke up on my floor. No idea how I did I was on the floor. But I noticed a pile of vomit on the floor obviously after throwing up I layer down and was knocked out. Great first impressions! Oh wait its been 2 years since we met. Again how the hell. Going from eleven to nineteen is a drastic measure.
I just love when some random person walks into your home when your in a towel. It really sucks. I was walking out of the downstairs shower when my best friend Taylor walked in.how she still knew me and knew where I lived shocked me. "Hey hey hey! Girlfriend!"she shrieked and then opened her eyes. "Oh! I can wait!" She said in shock. "Yeah that's what I thought hon." I said giggling. In my room I yelled downstairs "Do you still board?" She called back "hell yeah! I packed in one of my millions of suit cases! Josh went to the X Games!" Walking down the stairs I said "Nice!" She told me that I still have the skater punk style. I was wearing ripped skinny jeans, a strapless blouse, it showing my back tattoos, and all black vans. "I can see you haven't stopped?" Taylor asked. "C'mon lets go ride around." I suggested. I walked in front of Taylor and she gasped. "You've got his name on you back?" She asked me. That was one I didn't know about. She touched where it was and it hurt. "Doesn't it mean its new when its all red?" She asked in curiosity. "What!" I screamed.
I checked my phone and there it was pictures and tweets of me getting the tattoo. "Ugh! I hate getting things when I'm drunk!" I said in pain.
omg. you havnt updated in years. you really should cause its a different and interesting story.
9/22/16