You know you've had too much when your muscles spasm uncontrollably and hinder your ability to speak, I refer you to my night and how I can never do anything in moderation like I plan on, but it's fun anyway.
Hard to listen to music in that state, I kept hearing people calling my name. Creepy voices from beyond.
Bleh, need sleep. Good night world.
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Where did you go? Did you die?
I was at Matt's house in body, I have no idea where my mind was, but you'll be happy to know that I'm alive.
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