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Walke din to a cafe, was gojng to celbrate my VICTPORY. Julien wass there, paid for my drink like he sid last time, and we tlaked and there was eDward 40 Hands and
Stole his hands. Or the waite.r

still have one,m thoiugh. Hah! i win.


Later:
God. I slept. I walked home, slept, woke up. Bottle. She. Wasn't. There's fire everywhere. (Still drunk?) It's on me, it's... Is it? Is it? It's on the walls, floor. It is.

... not again.

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marvel_kevin
Apr. 3rd, 2008 03:01 am (UTC)
*cracked me up* And that, children, is why you don't rp drunk. At least, that's how I'd end up typing, for sure.
marvel_sunset
Apr. 3rd, 2008 08:57 am (UTC)
And this was just an appetizer to what I can do.

Piss me off this much again, and it'll be real fire.
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