nature is great and last night

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11-4-16
So today is a really nice day and my curtains are pulled open  (as best as possible. They're thumbtacked to the wall like goals lmao) and I got good vibes. My window is also really great. I love windows, like for real, I'm trash. Speaking of trash, there's a bag of it to my right. My room is literally such a fucking mess though, i even sort of cleaned it yesterday and by that I mean I picked up a week and a half's worth of clothing off my bed and put them away. But literally. I had a friend stay the night last night and the cot bed (we just call it that, I dont know if that's the right word or not?? It's like this fold up mattress type shit (hella comfortable btw)) is still up, not to mention the state my bed is in and the random shit strung out everywhere.

But last night. Omg.

So we snuck out and it was only semi sketchy lmao we walked to the fairgrounds and she wanted to be in the rodeo corral. We're dressed in all black and yesterday's dreams, and probably look like drug dealers (as if our town doesn't have enough of those as is). So she hops this fucking fence, makes a bunch of noise. We have to pretend not to look sketchy to a couple of passing cars minding their own business. She tells me to go over and I tell her I don't want to, and no, I'm not a pussy, but there's some fucking rapist car facing our direction from the upward angle of the pavement before the bridge, about what? 30, 40 feet away? and I had the sense that I shouldnt. Plus, what was so cool about mud and rotting leaves with the undoubted occasional chunk of horse shit? Like no thanks lmao so she proceeds to climb back over. Well she does. Until her shirt gets caught and she's hanging there with half her stomach showing. I laugh my ass off for a minute before unhooking her shirt so she drops, and we start laughing immediately. I told her if I would've hopped over with her, I probably wouldn't have been able to help her get her shirt unstuck. So we walk back to my house and share a cigarette by my window, talking about deep shit. She throws the end of it in the swamp behind my house and we crawl back through my window. She called it a Night Of Experience lmao it was great.

But yeah, moral of the story, dont get raped, let your friend do the fence hopping and cleaning your room can wait.

Also there's a family of assorted insects just living it up in my room like get out I don't open my window so you can come in here fuck you

I think I'll work on my fanfic. I'm hoping I don't get sick of it but I just mapped out the ending of it and it's so perfect. Just gotta finish up the outline and then I'll start writing. I like need to start writing it, I've been making myself refrain.

- Meranda/Randy

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