What else would it be about?
So yeah, it's half eleven at night, all my friends are out getting drunk. I'm sat at home because I'm one of those girls who don't drink, smoke, and is christian. Not that I don't enjoy hanging out with them, just that I've had a few too many people leaning on me like I'm a chair. I won't pretend that I'm perfect, because of course I'm not, no one is. On paper it just looks like it.
At the moment I am decidedly confused, I'm in one of those situations that… Continue