#storytimewithlogan

[richardlazarusisgo]

remember, i drive a 97 cheve cavelier that takes forever to start (especially in the heat), has paint pealing off, has crank windows, cant hold windshield washer fluid, has a tire that needs to be filled weekly, and is as loud as can be, also recently the air conditioning stopped working. and i roll down my windows and crank music and tell myself im a badass on the way home from my nannying job where i spent the day pretending im a cat with a 3 year old. never underestimate the power of rolled down windows and loud music. you can always feel unstoppable. 

[richardlazarusisgo]

Remember when getting drunk was fun and didn't make me feel like shit about all my decisions afterwards?

[richardlazarusisgo]

I was told yesterday that I balance out the introverted clarinets. And everyone keeps telling me how happy they are that I'm back. 😊

[becausewe-rehere]

Because I think I’m infatuated with you. There’s so much lust and the only thing I’m scared of is that you don’t lust me. You make me feel at home. I knew feelings would grow but I hoped they would wait until we were together. Now I feel like you’re missing from me and we’ve only had coffee once. Someone who can make me feel like that doesn’t come along often. In fact I never thought I would end up with someone as lovely as you, you’re too perfect too beautiful, and too lovely. You say you don’t deserve me but it’s exactly the opposite. I don’t deserve you, but I hope, I pray, I can have you.

[richardlazarusisgo]

so last night i got drunk for the second night in a row and its official now that i have been drunk or hungover for 48 hours straight. ive gotten a total of 5 hours sleep the past 2 nights put together, i went through a large bottle of sourpuss by myself plus some drinks at the bar. yet i still went to 8 am church today and put on a happy face and chatted politely, i prayed and thanked god for my blessings, like last night wasn't full of regret and drunken calls, grinding on a girl i know is trouble, ending up in a house that i dont totally remember getting to that was owned by someone id only met one day ago, dancing on bars and poles,  running outside from one club to the next talking to strangers like we'd known each other for years. i feel like im two different people. im so torn between who i am and who i want to be and the worst part is im not sure which is which. 

[becausewe-rehere]

I remember last year around tour I became that friend. The one where those two liked me and everyone liked those two so they put up with me. They invited me cause they knew I would get invited my those two. It reminded me of junior high when I was that girl. The doormat, the pet, for the popular girl. I would follow her around and now at her feet. And I'm pretty sure I'm just not quite pretty enough to be that person, not quite attractive enough to be "in". So that's why I'm going to lose weight. No more stalling. It starts now.

[richardlazarusisgo]

so my friend was volunteering at some event like he does and he was running the bouncy castle. this kid just climbs in and starts jumping and he says "hey sorry you can't have shoes on in here" and the kid starts crying and runs away. a minute later the dad walks by giving my friend a look like he was the scum of the earth and holding the kid. my friend then realizes that THIS KID HAS TWO FUCKING PROSTHETIC LEGS AND CAN'T TAKE OFF HIS SHOES.

[richardlazarusisgo]

My parents are upset with the clothes I just bought but little do they know that I am finally happy with my body and I'm gonna show it off.