It doesn't make me the happiest person on Earth when I wake up in South Philly and my friends are gone. I almost didn't make it to work, I smelled like liquour and looked like shit when I got there. I was also still a little drunk.
I don't know why I kept thinking Staci was a good friend. She spent the whole night telling me how much she cared
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And thusly by spray bottles and attack cats in the name of our religion.
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