Everything is SPINNING. But let me take you through a typical night-in-the-life-of.
(I wish)
So this is the cake I made for my best friend's Sweet Sexteenth. Appropriate, no?
I think I may just be the classiest person in the world.
These are the boys. Well, some of them. The other few were off somewhere, probably jerking off or something to that effect. Left to Right; Danny, he's 15 and I had only met him that night. I thought it was my God-given right to make him my protege, and teach him my unGodly perspective of life, which is to do whatever you want, regardless of what people think, because they shouldn't and don't matter. 'Ciano, he's 17 and he saved my life. He also thinks I am insane, and likes to cook. I love this boy, he's the nicest Italian out there. Aizal, he's 17 too. More about him later. ;) And then there's Genn, funniest stoner out there. But watch out, he's more intelligent than he puts on. Prepare to get mindfcked around this guy.
This is me, poisoning my lungs with my arm candy for the night. His name is Aizal, half-Fijian, half-German. Year 12, goes to Concord High. Interesting. Very interesting. A real tease though, I'll tell you guys that much. But don't you worry, I'm still a virgin.
This is the birthday girl, or my best friend Jodie. c:
I loooove this girl so much, later on in the evening I ended up crying tears of happiness whilst d&ming with her. Man I'm such a mushy drunk. : P
I still love her!
& today I feel like death,
but it's all worth it.
We'll do the same shit next time anyways.
& yes, I did get his number. : P
& that was my day.
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