last night was so weird… a 45 y/o man talked to us on the porch and told us about his days working at the oscars. some guy drunkenly hit on me because he liked the hoodie i bought from h&m and then proceeded to take a piss off of the porch in front of me. kevin’s housemate asked me to join in on a convo about girls which later turned in to me telling him he didn’t deserve what happened to him in his last relationship while he cried. ended up sitting in the bathroom with kevin for over an hour because tequila is a goddamn nightmare and then the boys brought me waffles to eat while i was there. somehow managed to get a gnarly bleeding wound on my left hand.
our original plan was to watch a movie