11/28/07:
i feel so filthy .
metaphorical filth,
cuz god knows I scrubbed my body over & over again .
last night’s residue is still thick on my mind .
you know your evening can be deemed “a wild one” when the first question you ask yourself upon waking up is “what was the last thing I did before I went to sleep?....and how did I get here?” .
more on that later kids .
regret is for pussies and sober kids .
toodles ,
n weezy and chad steezy
(well really just me but chad is gross too)
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