And all three guys whom I’ve hooked up with in the past year alone shall be present!
Whatever man. Im still friends with all of them. Tomorrow is all about the beach and drinking my problems away. Because that is what I want to do and nothing or no one can stop me.
Overall it’s been a rather good summer. Spending time with my favorite people who I know are always going to be there for life. More good times to follow. Jesus, I dont even know where life is going to take us all, but I know with this strong of a bond, it’s going to be epic.
I know it’s going to be another sleepless night (haven’t slept through the night without waking up every three hours since last week) but tomorrow makes me too excited. And I can always nap on the beach. But I really need to fix what’s going on with my sleep before summer school starts. I may have the luxury of sleeping in and taking naps, but not during school.
Ah. Beach day. That’s all my mind is focused on. I don’t want to deal with anything. Not my problems, nor anyone else’s shit. I’m so done playing therapist for the same fuckers who bitch about the same shit in their lives but purposefully choose to do nothing about it despite having the opportunity to do so. The same people, same shit. No more. This is my vacation. The therapist is out for the rest of summer.