The world according to Sven-S. Porst
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Having to go out on your own because your so-called friends have so many ‘important’ things to do. (Not that anybody would say they don’t want to go, of course, it’s always that people can’t.) Or
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Going out with your friends when they’re so shitfaced that it’s an embarrassment to be seen with them.
Yes, I am sorry for myself. I’ll cry myself into sleep now.
June 4, 2004, 2:37
