I'll fall but if i am caught it will make no differece to if i wasn't

She wakes up in the morning to the light shining ever so brightly through her window, a massive headache as she's unaware to where she is at this very moment.She knows last night was not okay, she was not okay. based on all the other night she knows something as bound to go wrong and she can only wait till monday to hear what he or her friends have done and what secrets she released.she doesn't anticipate this at all, she'd rather not know, because after all what you don't know can't hurt you...right?she goes to her computer goes to one of the most famous pages and sees in big red letters "New Messages!". she sighs and knows this can not be very good and she's about to find out what happened and how she made a dick of herself this time. she reads "i know you were drunk outta your mind.so its okay." but this isn't just a message, its a response, she scrolls down, its a message from her in apology to what had happend last night. she has no recognition of any of this and not only does she find out what happened at the party, but when she got home as well. the message wasn't only an apologybut a accidental confession. she confesses to being drunk during the confession also and the other party is very understanding but she knows it will still be wierd come monday. she goes back to sleep asthe heaache is only worsening. she wakes and makes hot chocolate to calm the feeling in her stomach, she wants to vomit and cry and never party like that ever again.her whole entire body feels bruiesd, every inch. she remembers a tussle between her and this guy she has known since grade school and falling of the pole she was dancing on with a friend, now she know why the bruises are there. last thing she remembered was getting into her friends car and leaving the party for a bit then him dropping her back off and her drinking some more.she turns on the television and it matches the theme as her phone rings and she laughs, it matches the theme of him too. someone brings her down as the walk throught the door. she goes upstairs to polish off another bottle then sees more meseges.she reads them, one makes her feel better b/c he is understanding and the other b/c she chose to share great news with her which counter-acts the news that about a boy earlier. the bottle is no longer needed but moltrin is a necessity.

"untill you give me something to believe in, untill you give me something to sink my teeth into! now when the winds cry angela, Angela i'll be there for ya and whenthe storms scream Angela, angela i'll be there for ya!oh Angela!Oh Angela!"

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