The best nights of my life happen in wildwood.
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Scarlett is making me take “thug” pictures with her omG
Gooddddd fucking party.
Good night.
Let it be known that james is still really fucking hot and danny is even fucking hotter when he’s clean shaven oh GOODNESS
Retard boy doesn’t bring a condom ‘I didn’t think it was gonna happen’ ahahha fucking dumbass ugh he’s so cute
Fyi drunk at 5;30 don’t know what time it is but still drunk
So we’re back at the hotel room now. It’s me, phil, mike, and galila and we’re talking about sports (which has, combined with the fact that I got him a beer, the remote, the channel list, and chips, ALL on separate occasions, made mike decide that I’m a keeper) and having a beer. Though, now I’m outside on the little balcony. It’s gorgeous out and I have a super view of the boardwalk.
I think they want to go back to someone’s house later, but honestly, I just want to stay here and relax.
Either way, I love wildwood.
Being the only white girl is becoming a habit of mine.
Sam just told me to mingle I can’t do that
Hmmmmm I think he’s an angry drunk when with his friends…
I’m cooking for everyone. Drunk. I’m gonna be the best housewife ever.
