gurl, i feel your pain. last night i went to 7A with the same diva #1. had some shrimp quesadillas and IPA and got into a shouting match. he's attacking me for standing up for you saying i only know one side of the story, but refuses to tell me any other side of the story. so... i ended up grabbing my umbrella and storming out of the restaurant.
listen to me: FUCK THESE BIDGES. go to your dinners if you want, but don't let them pull us into separate corners and feed us bullshit until we start hating ourselves and each other. our PMOs (positive mental outlooks) cannot be affected by these negative nancies.
i was supposed to hang out with the hot charity exec tonight at his house, but he got really wasted last night with Joan Rivers and is too hungover today to function. i'm soooo into him and wanna see where it goes, but i'm getting bored trying to coordinate our schedules and need to get laid. WHAT TO DO GURL?
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