julianna rose; 18; from the bronx; lives in westchester; attends st johns; only child w.a step bro whos my best friend [nick
dont message me; i dont respond (=
so lets just drink to get drunk and tell each other everything, for a drunk mind speaks a sober heart;; then we can go on pretending like nothing did happen.. because the truth is [i've never fallen so hardd // & i dont think i could deal with the thought of rejection - so lets just go on blaming the shots of vodka on our drunken minds
..and live tonight like its our last*