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drunk. no. buzzed. and mainly, pissed off that i am home. since when do 8 friends go to the flora-bama bar, with a sweet ass live band and flowing pitchers, leave to switch bars, and very suddenly punk the fuck out and go home? I am apparently the only person with any energy on this island, i only have 3 more days here, and i suddenly just realized that my solution for this (bitching on ttt) sucks. fuck this shit, im going back out on my own.
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