Hello my dear friend
My party was probably an absolutely catastrophic climax of youth.
I sit up on the 10th beer in front of my computer.
there were 24 people in my apartment which is perfectly ok, 2 people that I can not stand the longest time were there and helped me with the clean up which is ok. it's ok that I'm blind drunk and it is ok that my feet are blablbla
vollgepickt with mist, I'm in vomit rose from unknown persons, and, inexplicably, no one has tried to agree even approximately the police.
a wonderful moment of the party was when I was lying drunk next to a pair of two nude in front of the kurzt were and had said "condoms, second invite left.
jajaja. etc. etc.
in any case it looks terrible as always, my bed is partially broken and it is just hell
I have the head of the pinata duck smashed, the candle blown out too soon and not notice that I I drank the wrong wine.
grandiosity terrific.
I am waiting to be hung over, only to tomorrow because of this uneventful evening.
I wish all people.
ciao
