Damn

Wei shen me wei shen me wei shen me wei shen me?

Things always turn out...drastically different from what I made them up to be in my brain and now I feel terribly foolish to even let myself run with that idea as far as I did. I don't believe in erasing things I've done but I'm damn good at pretending I didn't do it. So... I'm going to pretend that I've never let my thoughts gone as ridiculously out of track as they did.

Did.

Damn reality hits hard after having a whole night of sugar rush.