The Weekend Times.

[type_oh]

Last night was really strange.
Fashion show at a mansion...
Seeing the ex's old friends,
one of which told me, "You really just need to fuck someone hard."
[She was referring to me getting over the ex]
I'm getting along fine though.
I thanked her for the advice.
I realized who really cares.
I had a cup of tea waiting for me in the morning.
Vanilla apricot.
I won darts!
Took a shot of jager.
Danced. Wore heels all night.
One in ten.

Felt pretty okay.