#i gave myself permission prior to the event dw dw

[glitterslag]

because I am literally incapable of keeping gossip to myself

#i made out with my ex at the strokes concert #i gave myself permission prior to the event dw dw #it was to be expected #like? it was the strokes! it was a night time outdoor set it was raining we were drunk sharing ciggies new silver eyeshadow etc etc #they played call it fate call it karma you know the rest #kinda iconic in my humble opinion #AND THEN #i went to my friend's house party after and then i went home with a guy from there #again sorta premeditated cause I've been overthinking sleeping w my first new person post the breakup #and I've been passing up opportunities cause i've just been building it up in my head to be this big massive deal #but it had rly gotten to the point where it just needed to happen like rip the bandaid off kinda thing #so i pretty much knew that if i met someone nice there i was gonna just say fuck it #coz like drunk house party guy you'll never meet again is such a chill low stakes thing for an official return 2 the streets #and when i tell you it was bang average like so so soooo bang average which I'm glad abt to be honest #left my red scrunchy at his house tho cause u always gotta give them something to remember you by. the whimsical stranger!!! #and i stole some weed from him #(take something leave something rule - i am a devout follower of this) #and then had to literally travel the entire length of the northern line 2 get home like no joke i literally rode that shit end 2 end #scantily clad unbrushed hair sunglasses on in the tube violently hungover walk of shame vibe #altho by some divine miracle my phone didn't die until i was literally outside my front door so i got to listen to good tunes the whole way #honestly you probably shouldn't romanticise these things but who's gonna fuckin stop me huh!! #feels like julian casablancas would've wanted this for me #anyways what a silly goofy post!!!!!! #dear diary