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made it home from the last night of distortion. officially where the coolest kids in copenhagen go. the trip home was more than three miles long and i definitely considered several times pulling over and sleeping on the street and dealing with getting home later. i wasn't quite sure where i was biking was but the boys pitched in to carry it to th park. tonight when i undressed myself in my room a pound of glitter and confetti fell out of my underclothes. if only that happened every time. makes Real Life is pretty underwhelming in comparison.