Aw CRAP
Ok so.... I haven't gotten drunk in a while. A long while. And last night at the Roadhouse I really went to town on the booze and... I may have had sex with Patrick.
And now I'm freaking out.
So the evening began well, with lots of this...
And fun times and drinking games with the others. Then I met up with Patrick.... Yeah, we kinda had sex. A lot.
So this morning I wake up face-down on the pool table, a killer headache already melting my eyes. And there's Patrick next to me.
Jeez I hope we didn't have sex on the table in front of everyone... Ellen - sorry!
Anyway, so as soon as I wake up there he is smiling at me. And he's so gorgeous and sexy... But all I can think about is my lover. You know, the one that good old Sammy killed. And I feel like I've betrayed him. I feel so guilty... and I may have lashed out at Patrick. I can't remember exactly what I said, but I'm pretty sure I was damn nasty.
and now I've ruined everything
And now I feel like this...
So I've stumbled back to Michael's apartment (yeah, I live there now - thanks hun!) and now I'm sitting in my bedroom with Muse pounding out my speakers. All messed up because I'm scared of what I've done. and scared that I might like Patrick too much
This kinda makes Hell look fun. Kinda wish I was back there.
*passes out on her bed*