for what it’s worth

Forcing myself to go out is almost always a good idea. I had a blast tonight. And now I’m all cuddled up and cozy in the boyfriend’s bed (my home away from home). I just wish he was here with me. Though I’m getting some pretty interesting drunken texts from him while he gets his party on in San Antonio.

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