I drunkenly made a tattoo appointment with an artist at the bar the other night... didn’t know I did it but thankfully intoxicated me set up a reminder in my phone that said “tat on the 30th, drunk u really did it this time” ... why am I like this.
I thought when I graduated college my life would be so much more fun without school work but instead I just picked up more work shifts and adulting is a bitch
I really enjoy living with one of my guy best friends bc every time he doesn’t come home at night and I hear him come in the next morning I get up and clap for him and yell “yayyyy you got some pussyyyyy” and he hates that shit :)