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Shit.
The reality that Tom's leaving tomorrow has just hit home.
I had a really great time tonight. Even if it did consist of lurking in an alley with a large group of people who I never usually hang with, drinking stella and vodka, like a right chav, in sub-zero temperatures. Tom got wasted and beat me so harshly. He just leapt at me on the top of a slope, and we rolled right down a verge. I swear i actually have splinters in my face :|
He just sent me a really nice message. And now I'm all upset. I'm really gonna miss the bastard.
The reality that Tom's leaving tomorrow has just hit home.
I had a really great time tonight. Even if it did consist of lurking in an alley with a large group of people who I never usually hang with, drinking stella and vodka, like a right chav, in sub-zero temperatures. Tom got wasted and beat me so harshly. He just leapt at me on the top of a slope, and we rolled right down a verge. I swear i actually have splinters in my face :|
He just sent me a really nice message. And now I'm all upset. I'm really gonna miss the bastard.