well it’s finally happening.
i am turning into a cat.
meow.
i’m going to compile the best responses and publish them in a chapbook.
people can really surprise you.
i think that being in love is like seeing the sun rise after being up all night and not hating it.
unsure about this one
i found out a guy i used to make out with sometimes died of a drug overdose.
i was hosting a party and one of the guests told me…she used to date him, i guess.
we only hung out for a little while, maybe a month or so, and never very regularly.
but there were weird patterns, like sometimes he was the nicest boy and sometimes he was so mean i would just leave and go home.
still, there was something about him that kept me a little interested, and i don’t think it was just out of loneliness.
one time he passed me on the street and i was having a rough day and crying and he looked right past me, like he didn’t even see me.
it makes sense now because of the drug they said he was on.
how did i not notice?
eventually i deleted him from facebook and told him never to call me again.
i feel weird tagging this with anything, like it’s “exploiting death” or something.
(that’s not what i’m trying to do)
pinata story
(WARNING v. emotional)
when i was 10 my mom said i could have some friends over to rage i was so fucking pumped!!!!!!11111!!!!
SURPRISE she even bought a pinata for us omfg
my mom hung the pinata from a tree
we started hitting it with with sticks from the yard
my friend found an old broom in the yard also so we took turns using that
omg we were going wild!
then we heard screams coming from the pinata
BOOM POP BANG BURST
a girl came out of the pinata she looked exactly like me
my mom said “you had a twin sister this whole time we just forgot to tell you”
i was sad there was no candy but it’s whatever.
update: i took enough klonopin that the heartbreak is over i think so now this is a lie i’m sorry i’m so so sorry
but i still have the flu so it’s not a full on lie. a half truth.
so downgrade ‘so so sorry’ to just sorry ok.
whathelll asked: i think i owe you a couple shots of jameson.
i’ll bring my pinata.
rare video of me drinking a 40oz
people get bored and they like to drink
people get lonely and they like to drink
feel neither
it’s just fun
bedtime story
fig. 1 alice stays at home she hides in her room
fig. 2 alice finds a v. rare pill
fig. 3 alice embraces the yolo lifestyle
fig. 4 alice dreams of irl
well
