It's got to that stage where I just feel kind of cracked. Last night had so many weird stages and places that it doesn't really make sense anymore. Doing the black tie thingin sipping champagne and wine dresses and heels, subsiding into kitchen style motown and general classics, til the whole event gave way into drum and bass under the indian tent
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then somehow it grew and grew on me, its so scenic.
i hated that woman, i just couldnt actually look at her face.
oh no i cant see it...
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I am so jealous I can barely..erm...type?
Not that I'm not happy for you :p
S'funny, feels like it's been a while
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That boy thing texted me to meet up or something but I don't remember what he looks like. I just remember thinking he wasn't special looking. As in both special needs and special buff.
It was very cold! Bitch stole sleeping bag.
I don;t remember the ohnoyoudidnt thing. SORRY!!!
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Seriously - a big black american sitcom lady.
He was..you know what i really can't remember.
I was trying to describe 'my boy' yesterday as well, unfortunately his name does not spring to mind, and therefore an indepth description is increasingly difficult.
Thank you for coming! Feel a bit rough though, still...
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sounds like everyone had a wicked weekend
good on everyone
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I think mos def. go us.
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