she'll look at you and swear she's true, what will moving to california do? i know for sure she's lost her way. you'll be wrapped around her finger too, she's a little too much and a little too good for you..
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
and i don't even know my last name./ 2:11 AM so..vegas. it was a blast. i love that place because it's different everytime but always so fucking fun. this trip consisted of(in chronological order).. -drinks and food at margaritaville. you'd think the name would require them to have impressive, huge margarita's. nope, 8 oz ugly glass and a silly little lime is all i got. GOD DAMN YOU, JIMMY BUFFET. -bought 32 dollars worth of alcohol to wear around my neck like a rock star. everyone stopped and asked me where i got it or would point and think it was amazing. -stopped at treasure island to see the slutty pirate show they do outside. pussycat dolls meets my nana with an eye patch, basically. -decided at the last minute to go see steel panther. much love from them. they were beyond excited to see us and we sat with them while they played blackjack for a while after the show. it was nice to talk to them for a while and it just be us. in hollywood, the sluts are coming out of every corner trying to bombard them with AIDS as we try to converse. -made a mad dash back to the strip at 1am in order to go to the bar before they closed at 3. we got to coyote ugly by 1:30, door man told us that they were closed except for re-entry. i used some pouting/sighing to get him to feel poor for us and let us in anyways. glad it worked..he took us into a corner to check our IDs and then sent us in quickly. -to get the most out of my coyote ugly experience, i bought as many beers as possible within a half hour. then "just dance" came on and tiffany and i got up on the bar to own it. sadly, gaga was the last song that they were allowing bar dancing. they closed all together at 2:15. -spent the rest of the night in new york, new york. found the center bar there(serves alcohol all night long) and met a bunch of english boys. one was upset that his hair straightener wouldn't work in american outlets. another looked like phil collins so we told him.. fifteen minutes later, a phil collins song played and we flipped shit. also convinced them all that we were from ireland and that my friend was an irish porn star named o'shea riley. i was her sidekick, kitty. -decided to call up stephen, as we knew him and his friend had decided to come for the weekend as well. they met us and we hung out and watched them play craps all night while continuing to drink for 3 more hours. the woman at the table hated me. "don't hold your drink over the table!", "you can't have your phone over here!" "i am azn, rahhhh!". -finally stopped drinking and left ny, ny at 5:30. the entire ride home consisted of everybody yelling out the windows at all pedestrians. "TAKE OFF YOUR PANTS!'' "SLUTTY DRESS!" and "WHY ARE YOU ALONE? SHOULD'VE GOT A HOOKER" were some of my favorite lines i heard come from the back seat. -the boys met us at the hotel, at 6am, to hang for a bit more. we attempted to watch TV but i drunk failed and we ordered pizza instead. 26 dollars for a shitty room service pizza on a cart. i just laid in bed drinking rockstar and jager the entire hour until they finally left at 7am. it was bright outside by the time we got to sleep and we had to be up by 11 to check out in time. -sunday we were all dying and spent 8 hours in the car getting home. it was brutal..but my dunkin donuts prior to leaving made the day worth it. love that place. NOTE: i left the part of the story out where i was casually shown a pierced(and GAUGED) dick as if it was no big deal. but that's because what happens in vegas stays in vegas? not so sure it does.. |
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sunset overdose
i went to heaven, but couldn't get in for what i had done. i said, "please take me." they said, "you're crazy..you had too much fun." about me my name is kelly. i am 23 years old. i live in los angeles. my life is pretty alright. |
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