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so the other day M and I went to NYC to see Taking Back Sunday. Amazing show all in all. The whole day he was joking around/making fun of the "(my name here) diet" which is coffee and smokes. I ended up eating though because it was a 'vacation from reality' for me. or some other bullshit excuse. we snuggled on the train and slept the way home. In the carride to our houses I took a hugeee sip from his smoothie. "you pig!! you put a dent in this!!" ...whatthefuck. I almost died. I know he was joking around, but I wanted to die. still do. Super embarressed. rawr =[