Gb = party animal

I’m going out with my mom today. And my mom is not my friend, she is my mom, so it’s not “we are going to be dancing on tables together” kind of going out, but “I’m tagging along with mom and her friends” kind.

I think I’ve just reached a new kind of low.

I’m telling myself it’s a teenage band, that I’ve known this kids since they were born and that I am there as a supporter, not a fan. So, it’s not THAT pathetic, right? RIGHT??

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