I had a crazy fun night last night for once. I went to a party at Justin's (my bf) friend's house. Now Justin hasn't drank for about a year ... he stopped for some reason. Last night he had a whole 26 of whiskey and got sooooooo sick. And of course I had to take care of him. But I was wasted out of my face to. When we got home I told him to sit on the couch so that I could go wash my make up off, and when I came back the front door was open and he wasn't on the couch. He was outside puking in the flower bed. Then he came downstairs and puked all over the bathroom, and lucky me got to clean it up while I couldn't realy stand. His puke was red, and I was drunk so I freaked out and thought he was puking up blood. ahhhh.
Anyways, despite all that crap I had a pretty ******** awesome night. All the people at the party were ******** awesome. And I kept spelling things on the fridge with the alphabet magnets lol. I remember writing "drink my pee", "suck d**k fatty", "goat ******** eat habja", and so on. I was the coolest person there.
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Throw away my misery, it never meant that much to me, it never sent a get well card.
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Reading that reminded me of every party I went to over the years.