went to fareast to walk.
unhappy = shopping to destress.
yes.

this weird guy came up to me and askd for my number-.-
went lyk "can i get your number? my friend dared me to get your number. he said if i got your number he would run around fareast 5 tyms."
then i gave him the "uhhhhhh." look.
then he "uhm okay nvm.." and walkd away.
but anyways also no mood for those kinda crap right now.

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thanks teresa and jarad for accompanying me to drink today
sorry that i cried in front of you guys. and sorry teresa for making you cry too.

had long island and hooch.r
i became red lyk a lobster
well okay maybe not THAT red
but very red.
and i seh-ed.
i couldnt walk properly.
lyk trying to walk when im seh and crying at the same time?
thats just so wrong
i wanted a third bottle.
but jarad couldnt buy alrdy
cuz the person askd for ic.

and im typing damn slow-mo.
cuz i cant type properly
and i dunt want typo[s]

returned him the guitar
and i cried even more
i didnt get to see him-
not even one last tym
cried lyk a madchicken
sorry teresa and jarad once again..

i was afraid of myself.
my eyes were red lyk wah same red as my face that kind of red.

im damn seh alrdy
cant type anymoreeeeeeeee