Angrytown, population: ME [Friends Only; Posted via LJapp]
I am tired and I am absolutely furious with the entire human population. I am also sitting in a waiting room in hospital with Marcus and the fucking two other wankers, who should be thankful to be alive, waiting for Matt Bellow's face to be stitched up. It's stupid o'clock, and I look like a fucking right tart still in my dress from last night.
Aaron and Del decided to go to some fucking "after after" party with some of the Bellows boys and Marcus and I went back to hotel to smoke and hang out. Those dudes are hard to take everyday. ;) And we got way too drunk and had this big stupid talk and...ugh. I don't know why I seemingly love to ruin the good things in my life, but I do. Hopefully things will be cool, but right when I need to steer clear of him for a few days...
...Aaron calls Marcus (praying to get out without me knowing. Stupid stupid men.) saying all of them are in the clink and Del and Matt fucking tried to beat on a cop. Matt had his face busted, and they both tried to run and were fucking tasered; he didn't know where they were. I can't even think about it, it makes me physically ill.
They're both relatively okay, physically, but Matt has a busted lip and nose. We just sprung them and came right here to get them checked out. The only thing keeping me awake at this point is typing this to keep from having to look at Del - and the adrenaline fueled fury that is going to be unleashed in the next few hours. This is all totally fucking horrible, but now that they've been cleared, they better have a fucking truly excellent reason for trying to beat up anyone, let alone a cop.
Doc's back with Matt. If I end up in jail, for double murder, don't come bail me out.
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