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So Independance Day.
Samantha had a party that started around 1am on the Fourth.
It was fun, up until the point when I ended up puking everything that was inside of my little tummy.
I drank SO MUCH. Even after like my 15th shot, I was still drinking beer (which, by the way, I don't remember.)
And some bastard tried to take advantage of me. I was serious about this whole celibacy thing, so I turned him down like 230758789 times and he got pretty fucking angry. Then he got nice again. Then I died.
So I woke up with a hugeee hangover. And I couldn't walk without throwing up.
So I slept. All day. And woke up. And puked. And missed the fireworks.
I wish I could have seen those fireworks goddamnit.
But maybe I will look skinny today...
I miss Kris. Niggadhfkjhskjfuckfuck.
<3.
Samantha had a party that started around 1am on the Fourth.
It was fun, up until the point when I ended up puking everything that was inside of my little tummy.
I drank SO MUCH. Even after like my 15th shot, I was still drinking beer (which, by the way, I don't remember.)
And some bastard tried to take advantage of me. I was serious about this whole celibacy thing, so I turned him down like 230758789 times and he got pretty fucking angry. Then he got nice again. Then I died.
So I woke up with a hugeee hangover. And I couldn't walk without throwing up.
So I slept. All day. And woke up. And puked. And missed the fireworks.
I wish I could have seen those fireworks goddamnit.
But maybe I will look skinny today...
I miss Kris. Niggadhfkjhskjfuckfuck.
<3.