"Maybe not drinking during Sober October is something that has to be learned the hard way, at 3 a.m., in the TGI Friday's parking lot... Fuck."
I promise to elaborate tomorrow.
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"It's only a diary. Everyone knows diaries are just full of crap."
Young literary exhibitionist seeks refuge from mid-twenties crisis and tries to come to terms with her monogamous relationship and lack of a dream job. To be taken like a good margarita: always with salt.
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