After a night of drinking I seem to be able to wake up and be fine for the most part. Except for being insanely hungry and my stomach hurting from time to time.
And a soreish throat. But that may be because of sitting out in the cold.
But it was nice so no complaints. Sorry to say I can't remember everything we talked about but I'm sure I went on for a bit but you listened anyways and I listened to you and it was a nice time. It'll all come back to me eventually. I'm glad to have met you, and I'm glad you two are together.
So now it's just a matter of days weeks months possibly years of what to do how to do it why do it and maybe even doing something. What? Who knows. Why? Why not?
I have clue what I'm talking about
But who does
this seems to have become another "i don't want to post" writing
that wasn't my intention
it's never intended
rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant rant
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p.s. facebook's mocking me again
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