Yes, I am still awake.
Kris took this photo. It was very fucking early in the morning and he was drunk. I was sleeping off my drunkenness in one of B's beds (the one with the hard mattress). Just to be safe, she slept in the other room (on the bed with the soft mattress). Ever after that faithful night when B, Stefy and I slept on the soft mattress bed together and I A) was chronically pillowless, and B) broke my back on the fucking uncomfortable bed, whenever I get too drunk at B's to go home, we sleep in separate beds. And yes, I do have to endure the sly jokes from my smartass friends about me liking it hard. The mattress, they mean. Dickheads, all of them.
Click on it to find moi.