Carlie
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- Chloe Frazer
Sara and I are off to have gay New Year's in Scotland
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Sticking around til wee pom? 
Carlie
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- Chloe Frazer
Sticking around til wee pom?
No, I'll see you in NY. <3
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Carlie
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- Chloe Frazer
Look at how cute CarCrash is, best and most underappreciated ship 2018. I don't remember that third picture from New Year's, I was a sloppy drunk. And Sara took care of my drunkenly loud and obnoxious ass, even when I fell asleep on her on the sofa and refused to move or when I stole the comforter in bed that she liked and I didn't and she had no cover, she still didn't kick me or anything.
I got out of the car and was already dying and then we were walking for an hour (I don't know if it was an actual hour but if fucking felt like it was) in the cold and these assholes kept going as a joke "Carlie go pee in that bush/ tree over there."
But we finally got back in the car and drove to the visitor center a minute away so it was all good, my nightmare was over right? NAH OF COURSE FUCKING NOT. The fucking place had closed like 5 minutes before, do you guys know what it feels like to think you're finally going to be free? You can picture it perfectly in your head and then in a blink of an eye it gets taken from you. The soul crushing despair of having to walk back to the car still dying and now not knowing where or how long it's going to take to finally pee.
But then these sweethearts were on their phones trying to find somewhere for me to pee while I was just thinking I was going to die, there was going to be a headline the next day that said "Loud Puerto Rican dies in a road somewhere in the Highlands due to an exploded bladder." Tagline "Friends told her she should've peed in that bush." But then finally like 10 to 15 minutes later we found a pub that was open, I was going to live and I peed like a fucking gallon, it was heaven. And then when we were leaving the lady at the counter tried to shame us saying something like "Thank you for you service" bitch yes yo'u're welcome, I got to pee, I don't care.
But we finally got back in the car and drove to the visitor center a minute away so it was all good, my nightmare was over right? NAH OF COURSE FUCKING NOT. The fucking place had closed like 5 minutes before, do you guys know what it feels like to think you're finally going to be free? You can picture it perfectly in your head and then in a blink of an eye it gets taken from you. The soul crushing despair of having to walk back to the car still dying and now not knowing where or how long it's going to take to finally pee.
But then these sweethearts were on their phones trying to find somewhere for me to pee while I was just thinking I was going to die, there was going to be a headline the next day that said "Loud Puerto Rican dies in a road somewhere in the Highlands due to an exploded bladder." Tagline "Friends told her she should've peed in that bush." But then finally like 10 to 15 minutes later we found a pub that was open, I was going to live and I peed like a fucking gallon, it was heaven. And then when we were leaving the lady at the counter tried to shame us saying something like "Thank you for you service" bitch yes yo'u're welcome, I got to pee, I don't care.
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