Sometimes I'm in a club with my friends and I'm like, why am I even here? And I feel utterly out of place, which is strange because I LOVE drinking and dancing. Sometimes I don't even know where I'm headed. Which, again, is STRANGE because I've always been the kind of person who knows exactly what they want.
Wah wah, pity party of one.
True story though.
This is where I rant, report, and exist. Who needs a social life?
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