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So...tonight a guy puked in every place in my bathroom besides the toilet and then used the shower for an hour to sober up. He's sleeping on the couch in the living room with the blanket and pillow I gave him. I was too drunk to be mad. And besides, I made a bunch of sandwiches for people tonight. Some for friends, others for whores that decided to pay me back with hugs and compliments that I smell nice.
On a related note: is it written somewhere in a book of rules or something that I stay alone for the rest of my life? Or am I just some kind of hideous?
On a related note: is it written somewhere in a book of rules or something that I stay alone for the rest of my life? Or am I just some kind of hideous?