Last Saturday was a bit "Friday Night"-esque, hit on unknowingly by hookers, drank far too much, got far too friendly with strangers, outed myself to a huge group of people I'd just met (and will be seeing a lot more of
), tried to smoke to impress this HOT guy but probably looked/was desperate, got walked home to some guy's place I'd only just met by some on/off again couple who kept talking about what sex escapades they were about to get up to. And then woke up in the random house still drunk and was given ice-cream cake for breakfast, and then I went to a cafe and tried to eat a cheeseburger and had to go throw it up in the bathroom after. And then drove home, 2hrs away.
Needless to say: a mess.
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