Last night was surreal. Strange conversations and revelations, realising in all the haze of fucked up nights out and the things that have happened, people are real and feel things u can’t always predict. Walking home felt like walking back down into my body after being away for a long time, walking back to what i wanted and hoping i didn’t hurt too many people on the way home. Drank powerade and took selfies in bed. Tried to forget certain things I didn’t want to hear or be told about zzz