do teenager house parties really exist or is that a hollywood myth
i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.
“I’m sorry” and “I apologize” basically mean the same thing
unless you’re at a funeral
last week, when i was pretty drunk, i accidentally fixed my friend up with a master’s student at a concert. the day after the concert my friend called me and told what happened because i had absolute no memory of the first half of the show. so, they were standing next to each other and she assumes that i probably thought that they were somehow knew each other or met there earlier and said “hey, introduce your friend to us” to her. Then they both laughed at my stupid drunk acts, sentences and sexy dance moves (yeah, i have sick dance moves) and eventually started to talk about each other. Today she called me again and said that he called her and asked for a date. She accepted.
I feel like Eros.