desidia

I'd been starting to worry. I haven't really been feeling myself, haven't had the chance to really. Until last night.

Not that I had the time of my life. It just felt relieving to go out to a lesbian bar and still only pay for half my drinks.

And of course there was being told I was better than Davey Havok and getting to respond that we share an ex of sorts.

Free jello shots for making out with the jello shot girl and her insisting on my attendance to an after-party that didn't pan out was assuring as well but not nearly as enjoyable. I admit it, I felt sappy and knowing my little startledpixie was at home, well...

As the type of straight-forward business arrangement I specialize in it should have been nothing. But I totally botched it. Too much guilt to makeout with hot chicks! Well I mean. Too much guilt to makeout well with hot chicks.

Someday startledpixie will come out with me and I'll make out with her for jello shots and it will be good