Just … Ugh

Man, did I forget how these hangovers feel. It’s not bad enough to take to my bed, but I am lethargic, and sweaty and twitchy and my tummy is a mess. And a headache. Plus the guilt. Oh, the guilt.

Just, yuck. The feelings of looseness from last night were not worth what I’m feeling now. Remember this.

 
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