saturday night was one of the most awful nights of my life. actually, it wasn't really until 3 o'clock sunday morning that it got bad. tengo dos palabras para ti: alcohol poisoning. i threw up for 8 straight hours. i was shaking and in like physical pain, i couldn't even keep water down. finally my dearest babes ashley got me gatorade around noon
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