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Hey, I know I fucked up two weeks ago at your party and got much too drunk to handle, and you did the right thing to make me leave. But don't fucking lie to me about your party this time around so I will think there isn't one. That's the first time I've ever done that. And I'm sorry. But seriously, that's really really shitty. If you don't want me to go, tell me. Don't lie to me. Can we talk about it before you make decisions like these. This doesn't make me feel any good at all. You know that I'm not that reckless. Seriously.
EDIT::: idkkkk? maybe i was wrong? maybe i was right? clarify me?
EDIT::: idkkkk? maybe i was wrong? maybe i was right? clarify me?