Today i woke late. Yesterday we had a party and I didn't stop drinking the whole time. Over the course of the afternoon and evening you really don't understand how much you've really had. I didn't know if I'd cope with the influx of people but the whole thing went smoothly and I loved it. It's funny though, standing around talking to people wondering if they can see into your head. Sometimes someone gives you a look and you swear they can see what the words inside your head are. They don't say what the words are though, they just give you a look. It makes you panic slightly, just waiting for if they are going to say anything. Always waiting for someone to say the thing I'm dreading people will find out and that I'll be sent flying back through time, back to a place I both love and hate.