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bloody hell
damn boyfriend welt to labour club drinks, drank too much and passed out in a bathroom in a college he hen couldn't get out of
i spent hours calling his phone getting o answer
then he called bck having just woken up. so i trekked out to queens with his shoes then he couldn't get out and i couldn't get in so i sat in he cold and damp for 45 minutes, no, an hour, waiting for someone to come along toopen the door. eventually we gave up and he went to find a bath to slee[ in. I walked home in tears, and not one of about 5 police cars would stop for me, damn them. anyey, just as i reached the end of our road he called back and said someone had come alng and let him out, so i walked halfway *back* again and gave him his shoes and we walked home. He has gone straight to bed
i have an essay to write tomorrow, i want to kill him for being a stupid moron who drinks too much, and i also want to kill the fucking stupid bitch friend of mine who let him into her collegeand then told him to go away , subsequently passing out, so that he had no way to get out odf stupid college with no hight porters and all doors locked. Madness.
am home now anyway. am so glad i have himsafe home, would have not slept othewise. would have had nightmares of him choking on own vomit and pleasant stuff like that.
i ache all over, i have been scottish dancing.
and the backs of my ears have gone all dry - it's like a rash. anyone know what this is?
I ought to sleep. it is after half-four. sorry for typos, i am ludicrously disoriented.
nightnight.
damn boyfriend welt to labour club drinks, drank too much and passed out in a bathroom in a college he hen couldn't get out of
i spent hours calling his phone getting o answer
then he called bck having just woken up. so i trekked out to queens with his shoes then he couldn't get out and i couldn't get in so i sat in he cold and damp for 45 minutes, no, an hour, waiting for someone to come along toopen the door. eventually we gave up and he went to find a bath to slee[ in. I walked home in tears, and not one of about 5 police cars would stop for me, damn them. anyey, just as i reached the end of our road he called back and said someone had come alng and let him out, so i walked halfway *back* again and gave him his shoes and we walked home. He has gone straight to bed
i have an essay to write tomorrow, i want to kill him for being a stupid moron who drinks too much, and i also want to kill the fucking stupid bitch friend of mine who let him into her collegeand then told him to go away , subsequently passing out, so that he had no way to get out odf stupid college with no hight porters and all doors locked. Madness.
am home now anyway. am so glad i have himsafe home, would have not slept othewise. would have had nightmares of him choking on own vomit and pleasant stuff like that.
i ache all over, i have been scottish dancing.
and the backs of my ears have gone all dry - it's like a rash. anyone know what this is?
I ought to sleep. it is after half-four. sorry for typos, i am ludicrously disoriented.
nightnight.
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No offence, but people too dumb to know when to stop deserve to crash in a bathroom, get locked in and having to walk home. Should be a good lesson ;o)
Dry behind the ears?
Have you had any problems with extremely dry skin/psioriasis before?
I recommend E45 cream, worked wonders for me.