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Today I am hungover.
Not in a "wake up in bed with a boy and a strange pair of gloves on and have no idea how either item got into bed with you" kind of way, but in a "ok, so maybe it's okay to leave your apartment when it's cold you might actually have a great time" kind of way.
Come on, you've all been there.
Not in a "wake up in bed with a boy and a strange pair of gloves on and have no idea how either item got into bed with you" kind of way, but in a "ok, so maybe it's okay to leave your apartment when it's cold you might actually have a great time" kind of way.
Come on, you've all been there.