4.9.14
Today's the 6th anniversary of the first time I saw Paramore live :)
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I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing bc I'm literally so unattached, but I just walked in my front door at 2 am with a ton of hickies on my neck... I just met you and I promised myself I didn't want to be with anyone until I found someone special. You're not that special person, but I really just wanted a little confidence boost, so I drove back to your house after I had already left of boredom 10 minutes before. You walk over to me and kiss me and grab me and it's sooooo nice. Things led to other things and next thing I know my entire chest/neck/face are throbbing and I'm slightly unsatisfied, but it's okay. I had a good time and damn you're attractive. I wasn't looking for some type of deep satisfactory feeling when it was over like you'd filled any gaps. It was what it was and I'm cool with it.
sidenote: Laughing super hard bc he's a waiter at my mom's favorite restaurant and he's 22 and really hot.... Idk about you but this sounds a shit ton like the guy I hooked up with back in November who was also 22, a waiter at a really good restaurant, and was really hot... I mean, I'm not opposed to this *sunglasses emoji* but wtf why are all of these hot guys all over me i dont get it yet i love it
side-sidenote: I got his last name. It's Scar. S C A R.
last sidenote: i smell like your cologne and I'm going to have 50 million fucking hickies and my mom is going to be fucking shocked and weirded out i just know it
















