So not only did I have to cut another person out of my life today, I wasn’t invited to a birthday party and mutual friends are wondering why I’m not going. Why would I go to a party that I wasn’t even invited to? If that person wanted me there, they could have invited me themselves. I refuse to be a tagalong anymore.
Last night was the first night I’ve thrown up from alcohol. I only had 2 shots and a mikes hard lemonade. Pretty sure it was that gross lemonade thing. Totally barfed in my friends bathtub and fell asleep on the floor. I haven’t had any alcohol since the beginning of October so my tolerance was so low that I was fairly messed up. Apparently I was hilarious and a lot of fun. I just remember at midnight telling everyone goodnight and dragging a blanket from upstairs to the couch downstairs and trying to push people off so I could go to sleep. Everyone laughed and went upstairs. I woke up about to puke and to hearing my friends having loud sex about an hour later. What a night.
So disappointed in one person. Thought he might have turned a leaf but he’s still an asshole. Deleted him out of my life, I don’t need fake friends. It was extremely difficult to do but I did it. Snip snip you douche canoe.
“Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars
and think of the galaxies inside my
heart, and truly wonder if anyone will
ever want to make sense of all that
I am.”—Christopher Poindexter (via 1000littlejulias)