I think I'm going to just stay up here for a while. For the summer, for who-knows how long. Why not? It's the ultimate freedom, the ultimate high, the ultimate party, everything, every night. Especially if you're a girl.
My supervisor loves my pierced nipples. He likes to play rough. "You like to make me squirm, don't you?" "Yeah, I do."
I wonder what he's like when he's sober. Probably pretty much the same.
I want to get everyone together and pile into his Subie and drive to Utah and hike the Grand Canyon and camp in the dessert this summer. We can all take ecstasy under the stars and eat mushrooms until our faces melt.
You know, I don't really care about growing up so much at all.
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