makes me want to die.

quite literally.

someone save me before i do something silly.

He's drunk and lying on the floor, but he's amazing anyway ( Read more... )

I can't stop thinking about Paul.
He's amazing.

...and so is Liz.

I'm still overwhelmed by these last 24 hours.

I vow to never again take a class that's on a friday evening.

Anything, no matter how interesting, that cuts into my drinking time, isn't worth it.

haha.

still hasn't gotten better ( Read more... )

Things have changed since i last saw them,
but they still blew my mind.
It was an amazing set.

I'm making my appointment today at Laguna Tattoo with Josh.
That cobra on my neck will be siccccckkkk.

I'm having the best week EVER.

Alcohol.
Friends.
Gifts.
MacBook.
Money.
Relations.
Project Runway.
Happiness.

and AFI tomorrow.

I love my friends...fucking LOVE them, so much.

Last night i made out with a Parisian boy, an Israeli boy, and a beautiful Spanish boy (that tried quite desperately to take me home i might add), danced with a gay boy in nothing but hot pants on a platform, fell in love with a liquor named Rosé and literally (but accidently) set a guy's hair on fire in my drunken stupor ( Read more... )

The weather is fucking ridiculous ( Read more... )

I started corset training tonight.

and I am enjoying it.