coffeelove

There are no boys to hunt anymore!
Besides yours truly and her friends, the only other people at one of the bars was a bunch of old sailors.
Old drunken sailors. And one of them had his eye on me.
So we left, went to another bar, I entered a bar full of old ghosts. I nodded at one of them and he kept staring at me to the point of me feeling uncomfortable.
The most exciting part of the evening was one of my girlfriends straddling and proceeding to kiss me.
So convent next. Or lesbianism. I'm not quite sure yet.

Also, my account will expire in a few days. Too broke at the moment, but will be back pretty soon. I'll miss you guys too much to disappear for long. ♥