don't you hate those nights where you shower, do your hair and makeup, spend an hour deciding what to wear, finally feel like you look cute enough to go out...
all just to find out your friends are either
(a) calling it a night or (b) going to some awful sports bar (milos) where you know you'll only be there for an hour and yet still come out smelling like a cigarette?
i should've just stayed in my soffe's & white t.
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