one of the best things about thursday night was that i had my own crowd. it was so fucking good. there were three of them and they all really loved me, gave me cigaretts, called me princess and followed me around everywhere. so fucking great.
then i lost them on my way to an afterparty which i later decided not to attend, but to go home to a complete stranger who i had never seen before i asked where he lived.
i have his t-shirt now. and his phonenumber. maybe i shall text him? he does have an amazing flat very close to my job.
my job.. its starting to get better. i got 10 pounds from my boss the other say, just like that. and then she wanted me to take a cab home and give the bill to her. i felt like a whore, haha!
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