LOLing in ze brain.
Went back to the ol’ college of yesteryears tonight and was talking to my friend and realized the girl I was invited to a fucking THREESOME on new years with was her new roommate. When I was like, “Oh hey ____, sorry I almost didn’t recognize you!” and whatnot, she went, “Oh I’m sorry, I don’t think I remember meeting you!” I just lol’d so fuckin hard in my head. I was thinking, bitch, your boyfriend promised me soooo much, lololol. Although she’s very nice, not really a bitch but it’s fun to say it that way.
Dance = Successful today.
I miss my shitty rap that is actually wonderful.