Ok, so i kno this partyfixer called Greg. Hes relly cool n all, settin me up with cool guys, u kno, the generous kind lol. Gets me into events, gets dope, u kno. A real dr feelgud lol. He can be demanding tho. Like this one time, i was gonna quit smokin, cuz my lungs were gettin fuqd up lol. Greg shows up with a carton of ciggarettes, cuz he set me up with a guy who likes smokers. And wham, im chainsmokin again, just like that. I soo luv smokin tho. Me quittin, yah rite lol.

Couple weeks ago tho, i got relly stressed out. I had kinda promised to be at a party Greg was havin, but i ended up clubbin the nite befor, an got relly drunk (ne1 tried pornstar martini? sooo good). I just had the worst hangover, u no, i was just shakin an fellin like shit. So i called Greg up, an he wanted to meet me at this burger place, so ok. Took me ages to doll up tho, im not goin nowhere luukin plain, so yah.

So i got there, feelin like a wreck, thank gawd for huge sunglasses lol. I just begged him to let me of for that nite, i wasnt in any state to be partyin u kno. But nooo, hes like u owe me, bitch,and he had promised thes guys id be there, showd em pics an all. He'd get tons of crap if i didnt show. An if he got crap cuz of me, he'd give double back. So i'd better be there with a smile on my face, all happy.

Aight, that scared the shit outta meh. And yah, i did owe him. So i just put on the bigges fake smile my pumped lips could take an went like shur baby, its cool, imma be there. And then he got me a burger that i kept down for about 10 minutes before i had to run to the toilets to throw up lol, and he slipped me sum pills.

I popped em just before i went to the party that nite, an my mind went all blurry. There was alotta fuqin goin on, ya kno, i remember that lol. But yah, Gregs friends got to fuq meh, Greg was happy, all gud.

Sooo... was ther a point to all this? fuqqd if i kno lol