last night was the most eventful night of my life: jager bombs and red wine. so good. lydia indea chels. way to many nipples. chels made me feel way better, its true. he really does trump everyone, especially porka. hawhaw. attempted to get into the newie. llollllllllllllllllll. bad idea, seeyalater fake i.d and dads trust. i hope the dont fine me, pretty please mr officer, i didnt mean it..cried way to much, my mum is the fucking best though. shes my favourtie person ever. i still hate the wanker, hes a lier.
"looooove you mr stinky" "*drunky" silly messaging. luckily he still loves me,
and now, im wagging ballet because i think im still drunk, and im worried if i get out of my bed ill vomit.
life is swell.
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