break out of my comfort zone today and give my number to the cute guy that works at the tattoo/piercing place near me. Naturally I was nervous beforehand and sorta anxious, and in the end it was for absolutely no reason. I got to the place and we chatted while my friend got her tongue pierced. Basically, after we talked a little I realized that I really didn’t wanna give out my number and that any outcome wouldn’t be worth it. Life moves forward, I have Bamboozle for the next two days and I couldn’t be happier to dance and de-stress with my friends.
Scumbag Booze
Saturday night with Dallas watchin modern family and drinking tea. Social life=non existent
