Re: Life sucks when ...
you have a five pre-casco-party drinks - a wine, 2 lager, a bloody mary and a rum and ginger ale. listen to italo with mates. you take a taxi into town, get out and start throwing up. you have managed to poison yourself and there is no way back. your gorgeous boyfriend takes you home - on his birthday night out, missing his night with mates that he rarely sees. you are sick for a further 2 hours solid.
today my head aches, my belly aches, my heart aches, im shaking and my gorgeous boyfriend is on a train going home, hundreds of miles away. and did i mention we both missed casco. there is nothing, nothing that will make this any better
Those five pre party drinks sound like a recipe for a bad stomach, or am I getting old?