Last night taught me not to talk to large people about eating disorders. They only end up hating you. Especially if I'm not as large as they are.
It also taught me, or made me realise shall we say, that I don't really trust anybody. Especially good looking men who decide to talk to me. IT'S A TRICK I TELL YOU!
It taught me that there are great people in Medway, especially of the gay variety.
It taught me NOT to wear wedged shoes and drink alcohol at the same time. The result of which has provided me with some gorgeous purple bruises on my thigh and back. Mum lovingly told me it was a good idea I have lots of padding on my legs or I could have broken a bone. Thanks Mum.
And most importantly of all, last night taught me that I'm still young and can have just as much fun as I did when I was a teenager. This time though, I don't need drugs for that fun, which is nothing but reassuring.
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