Last night was fucked up on many levels. A shit ton of people went to Tom Z's. Ducky and I did random shit. I left with Raf, Libby, Dani, and Kasie and we ran into Carl and Vanna at Meijer's and then Raf and I called Fern and met him at Andy's.
I was really hyper at Tom Z's. Actually, I was hiding the fact that everything was very fucked up and I don't know what to think anymore. Everyone keeps giving me the same advice and is is never going to happen, kids. I think I looked like a lost puppy. Thank you, dear friends for calling me and inviting me out lately, even though I am... me.
The good times are indeed killing me.
Pretty soon I will go back to school and you can forget I ever existed just like you want to. All of you, I guess.
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