please kick in. Now.
love,
me
Last night was the best, I went to Hollywood with Dylan, Omahr and Kevin. We pre-gamed at my house with my mom, then found a smart water bottle and made smart vodka to drink when we got there. I had to middle finger promise that there would be no drinking while driving. Only in stationary positions. While at Dance my blood sugar got a little too high so I had to go to the car to shoot up, but the security guard said I would have to take a breathalizer to get back in, but at this point I was already drunk, but would I rather just get myself kicked out, or puke in Dance because of my high blood sugar and get the 4 of us kicked out? So I went to the car, called Omahr in a panic, and he came out with another ticket (: Yay for Omahr and Dylan being club promoters. We downed the rest of the vod and cruised back in. They really need to start allowing needles in. Del sesh when it was over. So good. Dance Tacos<3 thank you Kevin. I think it's safe to say I redeemed myself after our last Hollywood adventure :D. And I remember it all !
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