Barely alive and travelling to Washington
May 21st 2012 Monday 21st of May What the hell happened last night?Where am I? And why am I not hung over? All are questions I asked myself at 7 am when Michael prodded me to wake up I was sat sleeping on a large armchair that I didn't recognise. We had gone back to the barman's house and carried on drinking with him his boyfriend and there friend into the early hours of the morning. We went to sleep at around
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