Turn it up I don’t ever wanna go home.

By the time I showed up to the first bar my friends were already three rounds deep, the first sign that the evening was doomed to be a very blurry one. and it was. It was also a chill night with good friends, most of whom I haven’t seen in awhile, which was kind of the point.

And now its the next day, and my parents are coming into town and I’m exhausted.

Happy Birthday to me.