Two nights ago I had people over for the first time in months.
We drank, I had sex with my boyfriend, I went to sleep.
I woke up; dead. It was 8 am, and my head felt like someone had been kicking it all night.
Justin took care of me etc, I slept ‘til 4 and drove him home.
I slept.
I slept.
I watched Netflix and
I slept.
I got my glasses fixed.

One year ago it was my friend’s birthday,
I slept with him,
and I found only my  lenses in frames in the morning- no arms.
It took me 1 year to replace the arms; why?
I can see.

I miss my mother.
The woman I spent years hating
I love more than almost anyone.
I wish she loved me then the way she does now.

I love seeing Matt interact with his sister,
Justin interact with his brother,
Taylor and her sister,
Grant with his brothers.
A strong relationship with your siblings is so essential and I’m so jealous.

My former promiscuity is so fucking foreign to me now. How could I have done that when there is love?

I’m drunk and I’m going to start using this tumblr again.

overrated:
socks, pants, underwear.

underrated:
battlestar galactica, pot.

I hate socks. I wear them about 4x a year.
I’ve smoked pot every single day for the last 3+ years. This is not a hyperbole or a strange brag.
I think I’m going to stop drinking for a while for school, and try to cut down significantly on pot (ie only smoke past 7 pm.. every day..)

Found out so much crazy shit recently. Brother was high school friends with a nowaday killer of 3. My boyfriend went to high school with the kid who got shot over like $1200 worth of pot and the kids who killed him.
……

I feel that I used this as an outlet to talk about my sexuality. Now that I am in a relationship, I don’t need to resort to tumblr.
I lost the password.
I use tumblr less… period.

Also, this is my drunk tumblr. I have been drinking significantly less. Tonight I have had a 3 left over beers from the past weekend. I am buzzed due to my tolerance completely dropping.