Sep 18, 2010 16:39
I am rapidly running out of synonyms for 'depraved' and such. Because we are iniquitous on such a regular basis that it's almost becoming normal. My mouth is quite literally snog-sore, as in it is actually bruised and sort of swollen. I REALLY need to not kiss so many random people while drunk. I know I keep saying it, but I really should. What I recall from last night is all in fragments and I can't string them together very well. But I do recall attacking someone's neck quite vigorously. So they will bear the evidence today. Which is good, because I can't recall who it was for the bloody life of me. Also, upon questioning, the Boy has informed me that I had, in fact, gone on a sort of all-out snogging spree in which I literally kissed EVERYONE.
Why do I do this?
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Just what kind of person am I exactly? I strongly suspect I'm a bit of a slag.