I have to stop just using tumblr for porn.
I met a lovely guy and went on a very nice date, but I feel like I made a bad impression.He text to say he had a lovely time, and all that jazz. But I haven't heard from him...weeeeh marry me
In other news, I skipped out on a work friends birthday party to go to a different party. A certain party being hosted by a certain person from America, who I fell for and fooled around with but he fell into my best friend. I felt really guilty when I was leaving. I felt like I was cheating on this new guy, I was disgusted with myself. What did I ever see in him, HE'S AN IDIOT. Every time he opens his mouth even more shit comes out than before, I didn't know that was possible to just constantly be an idiot 24/7.... He must be exhausted.
But I feel like JR's not an idiot. An asshole maybe... (time will reveal all)..but an idiot he's not. Is it weird that I'm getting..ahem...moderately... excited at the prospect of having met a possible candidate for the future Mr. Finnegan? That's a bit over the top, but the chances of me dying alone aren't as high as they were 2 months ago. On the other hand, he could just be using me for my awesome blow jobs....
Oh yeah and my mom's not coming home. Yeeeeeah, like it's no biggy. I mean I feel like someone's ripped out my insides boiled them in acid rolled them in glass and reinserted them. I can't catch my breathe. But sure I've only told all my friends and no one seems to have batted an eyelid so maybe I should do the same.You know, sure it doesn't even matter that my Mom left my house 2 weeks ago.Who cares that I haven't heard from her.It's A-ok that she's now refusing treatment. Alcoholic dementia will clear itself right up, just like, you know, genital warts or something. Those suckers come right off. It's cool. honestly. I'm fine.
