At a concert. Feel like shit. Boyfriend is having fun in the pit. I’m stuck in the foyer of the building—sitting down because I feel like I’m going to get sick at any moment.

It’s not a good night.

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sometimes I let my dog sleep on my bed and sometimes when I try to go to sleep i open my eyes and she’s just smiling at me like the biggest fuckin idiot, like I’m the best thing since sliced bread, and god I just really love my dog

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