I've been home all day With the Sunday dinner and the summer flies I remember the bugs drank the blood from our bare feet 'Cause you and me, we were so sweet So I wait for you pretend In your arms that I am pregnant with such rotten things You were my Clarence and I your Alabama You were my Mickey, I your Mallory You were my Joe, I your Norma » Continue Reading
So if anyone else read my last blog and got to the end, she broke up with me. She told me that she still has feelings for me, but that she is way too afraid of being vulnerable and intimate with someone. This fear is so big that she feels like right now is not the time for her to be in a relationship. I'm just so exhausted, I want to help her, but it seems like she just can't make up her mind abou... » Continue Reading
Okay to anyone who is reading this (which is probably no one) most of this is gonna be about my love life and developments that have occurred the past few months because shit went DOWN. buckle in fellers! It first started around two months ago, a week before my school's winter formal. One of my distant friends (who I thought was gay) asked (completely out of the blue btw) if I would go to the danc... » Continue Reading
After hours and hours of roaming the barren streets of Paso Robles, me and my family stumbled upon Pappy McGregor's, an oasis promising a refreshing Diet Coke and "high-end" comfort food. We were told we could be seated in the "outside patio area", but to ou » Continue Reading