I tried to go to sleep, it didn't work out. My mind decided to be creative so I wrote what I like to call some poetry, But that's not what you are here for.
Last Saturday was homecoming. I couldn't actually go to the homecoming because of obvious reasons that you would know if you knew me.

Instead I went out to dinner with my friends, here are some pictures I took.

Here is my favorite pic from the night.. I actually made my brother take it because I wanted to pose in it. So that's me in my dress.

here are three other versions of the same picture, just because I loved it sm.

We ate dinner there, at the Hotel Emma. A very old, beautiful hotel to stay at. I've never actually stayed there because ain't nobody got money for dat.

the hotel Emma is at the pearl

i just liked this one

here's my dinner, unfortunately the portions are fucking tiny, so we stopped at Whataburger  (a better McDonald's) after. It's chicken with butternut squash and broccoli... it was fucking good man.

Good job if you made it this far... I'm gonna actually try to go to bed now, bye