The Seventeenth

Last night turned out to be really surprising. I didn’t crawl back home. I didn’t do something I would be terribly sorry for the next day. I had fun but never again.

I will never drink like that again.

Everything hurts. I remember writing I’ll be nursing this hangover like a proper lady but man, I cannot even tell you how fucked up I am right now. I will retreat to my bed and get over the world suck that had taken over my body.

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