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Thursday: Went to :08 Went to the gay club Got drunk on Beam Got a hickey Had fun getting the hickey. :) Had a long conversation with scott Drunkenly cried Friday: Discovered the hickey Showed everyone the hickey Met with Dr. Murphy with the hickey Took a nap with jenn and scott on my bed Bought the new Rilo Kiley cd Got drunk on wine Saturday: Woke up at 8:30, with headache Had apple pie for breakfast Drove to Orlando Bought fabulous new underwear, a shirt from urban outfitters, and a cool mug. Drove back from Orlando Took a nap with jenn and doug on my bed Went to see frankenstein Went to jolie's birthday party Got drunk on jello shots, rum, and tequilia Puked my brains out Sunday: Woke up by scott at 1:30, feeling not hungover Watched Saved! Fell asleep Went to starbucks to make my presentation for monday Met up with jenn and got a recap of her day Still have the hickey :) I'm including the lyrics to my new favorite song by Rilo Kiley, portions for foxes because i can't get the damn song out of my head there's blood in my mouth 'cause i've been biting my tongue all week i keep on talking trash but i never say anything and the talking leads to touching, then the touching leads to sex and then there is no mystery left and it's bad news, baby i'm bad news i'm just bad news, bad news, bad news i know i'm alone if i'm with or without you but just being around you offers me another form or relief when the loneliness leads to bad dreams and the bad dreams lead me to calling you and i call you and say, "come here!" and it's bad news, baby i'm bad news i'm just bad news, bad news, bad news and it's bad news, baby it's bad news it's just bad news, bad news, bad news 'cause you're just damage control for a walking corpse like me like you 'cause we'll all be portions for foxes yeah we'll all be portions for foxes there's a pretty young thing in front of you and she's real pretty and she's real into you and then she's sleeping inside of you and the talking leads to touching and the touching leads to sex and then there is no mystery left and it's bad news, i don't blame you i do the same thing i get lonely too and you're bad news, my friends tell me to leave you that you're bad news, bad news, bad news you're bad news baby, you're bad news and you're bad news baby, you're bad news and you're bad news i don't care i like you and you're bad news i don't care i like you i like you |
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