Great times, with great people.
You know what i hate about club nights? It's the walking home part. You're just so tired and damn, it feels like Malmo is on the other side of the world. But last night, was bad - but not as bad. Hours of waiting for buses and trains, and hours of talking on the phone with Him, falling asleep to his voice. Which is the best part of the worst.
Today I've been enjoying my hang over with a movie and some fast food. Probably gained about 10 pounds this weekend. All drunken-food-needs and alcohol consuming is not the best for someone who watches her weight.
And it was a weekend that i wont remember,
with people I'll never forget.
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