I´m a young gal from New York and i´m wicked smaht. My biggest problem is I confuse true love with eye contact a lot. I like freaks.Here are mah digits: Paypal = firstname.lastname@example.org
This umbrella is comfortably replacing my weak limb to support my weak head
I’ve heard and felt my shorts rip twice within the past hour when I bent down so I’m not even sure how much of me is exposed right now.
Guy just told me he was really wet and left, but he wasn’t wet, and I understand now.
I’ve been spending money like there’s no mañana. Mainly just to revisit worker babes.
Not sure hw 2 funcion properly wit dis mega baaaebe sittingg nex 2 me
My days would be more productive with a lifetime supply of seedless grapes and watermelon.
I’m feeling very needy. Maybe that’s why he’s not answering.
We hung out at this cool bodega that might be illegal bc they just let everyone drink beer n shit outside. I used their bathroom three times 2 pee and there was no toilet paper. But that’s how I roll. So my pants have beer and some urine residue. Date me.
Last night seems dramatic from those posts. I want to explain tht Jaime is not a lover - he has been REALLY good friends with two of my brothers since high school and he met me when I was a toddler but last night was my first time actually meeting him. He’s very cool. He said he loved me and my family and was giving a me a lot of interesting advice in regards to college. He’s a painter and that’s all he does for a living so we spent about two hours walking around the Lower East Side tagging his “Triangulism” stickers to promote his art. And anyway, he was just really cool and he left too suddenly.
Now, I don’t know how to explain who Patrick is without revealing too much information. He’s a very nice guy - also an artist - and he leaves to Europe tomorrow. The last time I saw him was Friday night/Saturday morning and I want to see him again before he leaves. He wanted to keep in touch and he was gonna send me pictures of highlights from his trip n all but yesterday I sent him stupid texts. He probably thinks I’m annoying now. I apologized so many times. I feel like I have to apologize again.
My brothers roommate let me sleep on his couch. He’s nice.