... may not stay in Vegas. I've come to a revelation, haha. Well not quite a revelation. I think I'm just tired of shit. I'm tired of dating. Tired of taking it slow. I don't need Mr. Right... just a warm body.
I think I've given up on love... at least for a while. Which is probably a good thing since they say it'll only come to you when you stop looking for it. Yesterday marks the beginning of a whole lot of secrets, probably.
I wanna be stupid. Tired of being responsible. I wanna fuck strangers. I wanna do drugs. I wanna lose respect for myself... I want others to do the same.
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