Saturday, January 1, 2011

the strokes.

it was amazing.
/possible best night of my life so yeah.

lying on a sand pillow wearing a boys shirt as we lay on the beach looking at the stars and holding hands in the cold.
oh how i love beach parties.
getting incredibly freaked out when harry and jack came running at us with glow stick stuff all over their arms telling us how they'd watched a lesbian couple hook up down the beach.
talking to all of mollys incredibly drunk friends as they called her on the deck of my house. tom and alistair on the phone to mollys ex boyfriend. 'did you just call me a cunt? nah shes in the pool. naked. wait ill go ask. -holds phone out- yeah she said she doesnt wanna get out. oh man i gotta go we're having a shower together. might be a half hour.'
sitting around the fire on the beach talking about the it crowd and llamas with hats and wonderful music and incredibly random things.
over a dozen people crowded into my room talking over each other, listening to the strokes, having cute deep conversation about new years resolutions.

having someones number on my arm and not wanting to wash it off because i feel incredibly cool.

swimming for hours at the pier and wearing ollies hat and wondering just why his head was so big.
can this never end please?

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