Monday, March 21, 2011

best fucking weekend ever. i really don't think anything can beat it. dancing, and not being able to stop. bright lights. loud music. low bass. good looking boys. cigarettes. vodka. bestfriend dances. drugs. hand holding. leopard print onesies. red lips. short shorts. vip passes. free shots. kisses. dancing. dancing. more dancing. masks. mannequin hands. pranks. walking for hours. no sleep. cute boy walking me home. dancing with the goodlooking english boy in plade. leaving bloody foot prints everywhere. wendys. frozen coke. caramel slice. bouncing on the bed. running races. masks.