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two bottles of champagne + a rooftop + a boy, cuddling on the bathroom floor when i thought i might get sick, falling asleep in a cavern of white sheets and fluffly comforters, waking up the next morning and slipping my arm up the huge curvaceous alien lamp.
now i kind of just feel like doing homework and eating a home made tuna melt and chilling out.
ps. to all the people who were at the vice fashion show afterparty: gah stop messaging me about making out with brett in the hallway. i know it was trashy :[:[ so unlike me.
now i kind of just feel like doing homework and eating a home made tuna melt and chilling out.
ps. to all the people who were at the vice fashion show afterparty: gah stop messaging me about making out with brett in the hallway. i know it was trashy :[:[ so unlike me.