i don't know what to tell you. if i've seen you, chances are i haven't really explained what's been going on, or said too much. i'm bored right now though. i meant to write something more interesting, but now it's weird. beer.
i'm going to beauty bar tomorrow. an ex will buy me drinks (yes, rand), and we'll watch our friends' bands. maybe there will be photobooth shenanigans. at least i like my hair? and am content to leave it shallow here (i shot my intellectual wad earlier on an email).
i'm going to beauty bar tomorrow. an ex will buy me drinks (yes, rand), and we'll watch our friends' bands. maybe there will be photobooth shenanigans. at least i like my hair? and am content to leave it shallow here (i shot my intellectual wad earlier on an email).