Ran for the train. Caught the train.
Last night I went out drinking and drunk texted everyone, even the girl from Boston. Anyone will do when I get drunk. I feel so lonely at home. I never want to leave the bar. But I left around 2:30 and was all responsible and took a car and shit and got home safe and when I got there I was pissed and lonely.
Then I woke up this morning feeling so embarrassed about the dumbass texts I had sent.
Then I worked twelve hours and now I’m on the fuckin train home and it’s way before midnight.
People are making out like fuckin emus over here. All necks and awkwardness.