It Ends Here.
This is where it all comes down to; everything that is, will be, or has been. I stop here. It all stops here. I'm 19. I'm a female. I go to college. I'm not sure about much of anything. And that's okay with me.
” German guy confused by the meaning of “Party Pooper”. “
HAHAHAHAHAH OMG
I CAN’T BREATHE
My chest hurts. THAT is how much I laughed at this.
Went to a party, the first one I’ve gone to since Dec/Jan, and I get really awkward. I mean, I didn’t know many people there. So don’t talk to anyone except like…4 people.
At parties I’m a dancing maniac….and I didn’t dance. Maybe a song and a half.
I drank with the intention of getting a buzz and nothing.
I leave and come home.
Now I’m sitting here with ice cream and looking for my cat…who is outside somewhere.
I mean…at least I left my house?
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