i feel like i fucked up. i lost the tiniest bit of chance i had at getting him back. because by now he has probably heard about last night, and it's probably an exaggeration. i just love how people are saying i was drunk. i dont even drink!!!! i had a sip of my sister's drink. a SIP. she had more alcohol then me i dont see why she's saying i was drunk. and accusing me of being a whore too. do you know how good that feels? to know your sister thinks you're a whore. ya not fun at all. all i did was play truth or dare, i didn't hook up with anyone. the only time i made out was because of a dare. it's a fucking dare! i'm not going to chicken out over a stupid dare.
but now i think a certain ex of mine is going to view me as a whore. or as some wild partier. and i'm not that at all. this weekend has been so full of drama and i hate it. i just wish i could have stayed home all weekend.
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