Sober up, lovely.
I don't want to do anything crazy and feel this big big big elephant calld remorse hang about the next day. Ever.
I will not go out on friday nights from NOW ON. I swear.
You are living the life you've always wanted (again). Cheers, sweetheart. And get up. Do you plate. Go to school.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Drinker's Remorse
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