I need new KC friends who are down to smoke, chill, watch movies, and eat a shit ton of food.
All of my favorite people are gonna be in KC tonight and tomorrow guys :) It’s gonna be a packed apartment with everyone crashing here, but I’m gonna be so happy. Merry Warped Eve :)
I love coming home. It’s been over two months since I last was in the SK and so far it’s been great. I miss my friends back here so bad. Blacked out Wednesday, tipsy Thursday, and ready for the weekend to continue. I love surprising my family when they don’t know I’m coming home and seeing my cute as fuck puppy. Ugh. Oh, and home cooking. NOMNOMNOM.
I hate coming home because the Internet is so so slow, and I get a parent lecture the day before I leave that usually puts me in tears and a shitty mood.
I can’t sleep though so message me and let’s talk lovelies :)
Late night drives always make me miss home. Whether it’s one of those nights where we just drove around the city, screaming at the top of our lungs to songs, with me threatening to hop out of the backseat if I didn’t get a cookie (Jarred and Krisanna will never let me live that one down), driving to just vent and talk with one of the guys to get things off my chest, or late night munchies after partying, picking Haase, Moreland, and whoever else up from the side of the road drunk off their asses from Hatfield’s. Haase always knew he could call me cause I’d be up and out. I just miss my friends immensely lately. It sucks not talking to my parents, and especially my little brother. Back when life was simple, but I had way less freedom. Hmph.
I love one of my best friends, Jordan. Even after just a simple post, he can text me and tell me to cheer up and let me vent. No matter how sucky his past few days have been, he listens, reminds me that it’s not that bad, and cheers me up. I miss the boys from home so bad. Can all of you move in with me? Oh shit, that’d be so much fun.
Talking about every single tattoo idea I have with my tattoo artist is absolutely killing me. I’m craving new ink and have the money for it after this paycheck and tax returns, but I know I need to save. Think I’ll just become best friends with the guy since he asked me to smoke with him and work my way to super cheap tattoos. Hells yes.
I miss the boys I grew so close to the last few years. It’s great to catch up every now and then, but I’d prefer to be laughing every night with them like how it used to be. They always knew how to listen and cheer me up.