#or i could give u money which funny enough wasnt even in the wallet xD

[nobrainjustglitter]

forgot my wallet in the bathroom at a bar hosting a punk show. my phone was left too but it was returned to the bar... not the wallet. only realized at least an hour after. told myself i would save the worry for sober me. here i am.

well i still need sleep so to derail my impending panic- wanna hear a story?---

so middle school, like 5th grade, im using the bathroom at a high school football game. was there to goof with friends, good space to get away from adult supervision cuz we were really into doing stunts like Jackass. we loved it, as dumb as it was - adults not so much. guess they had a point, we all did get suspended later for having a "gnads of steel contest" during school, hilarious teachers had to write some sort of demerit/report of THAT. but, i digress.. 5th grade, uncracked egg of a child at a football game and i go to use the bathroom. i had my flip phone with me and was especially worried about dropping it on the nasty floor or worse, the toilet so i made sure it was safe in the tiny front pocket of my skinny jeans. time to flush, ive always been highly afraid(?) of having any contact with toilets and more mildly everthing in the room w/them. so usual maneuver, use my soccer talent and flush with my shoe. great move, works 99% of them time. this was the terrible 1%. turns out my pocket had a fat hole in it. my phone slipped all the way down my pant leg in an instant (me moving a quick as possible to get away from the flush prolly didnt help). SPLOOSH *wind waker battleship minigame mans*

the flush was on, full tilt and my dear flip phone rode the wave into the depths. I knew I coulda grabbed it b4 it was gone, but no, never- idk if there is any material thing that i would throw my ungloved hand into a toilet after. So watched my last moment with my 1st flip phone wash away, i reminisced(is that how u spell?) the good memories with a smile, the bad with a cringe, said goodbye to flippy and left the bathroom with pain in my heart. pain that i then washed my hands of and disposed into the bin on my way out, cuz i knew then somethings are out of my control, sometimes i flush my phone away like a pixar mouse in a tux, or my car gets towed 3 times in a row when my bank account is already red, sometimes im a bimbo that leaves her phone and wallet in the bathroom stall. sure if i was more careful all those things coulda been avoided, but i can only keep my guard up for so long, gets tiring, uk? so now i will remember my cute wallet, the sweet trinkets and memories that i kept in it instead of cash. i will be grateful i got my phone back so i could lock my cards from getting overdrafted by a stranger, plus all the photos, info, life, ect. stored in this wee device. i will not let the fear of consequences sink deep into my heart and like my 5th grade self, will just have to face reality (back then it was my mom) the next day.

good night frens

beware the dangers of bathrooms when ur a bimbo xoxo