Hey there, darlings! It's your girl Cherri Bomb here, ready to spill the tea on what a typical day looks like in my wild and crazy life. Buckle up, 'cause it's gonna be a bumpy ride!
So, I woke up this morning feeling like a million bucks after partying all night with Angel Dust. We hit up some clubs, danced our hearts out, and maybe caused a little chaos along the way. But hey, that's just how we roll.
After rolling out of bed (literally), I decided to grab some breakfast at our favorite diner down the street. The waitress knows us by name now - probably because we're regulars who always come stumbling in looking for greasy food to cure our hangovers.
Once my stomach was full of pancakes and bacon, it was time to plan out the day ahead. Angel Dust had some business to take care of with Valentino (ugh), so I tagged along for moral support. Seeing him get mistreated always breaks my heart, but I'll be damned if I let that sleazeball get away with hurting my friend.
After dealing with that mess (and maybe causing a little trouble of our own), Angel Dust suggested we hit up an underground rave happening later that night. Of course, I agreed without hesitation - any excuse to dance and let loose is fine by me.
As evening rolled around and the streets lit up with neon lights and pounding music from every direction, we made our way to the rave venue. The energy was electric as soon as we stepped inside; bodies writhed on the dance floor while colorful lights flashed overhead.
I lost myself in the music for hours on end until dawn broke through windows covered in sweat-drenched condensation sheets hung over them like makeshift curtains against prying eyes outside trying desperately not see too much happen within these walls where anything goes...
And just like that – another day spent living life on edge came crashing down around me once more before disappearing entirely beneath waves crashing onto shorelines far beyond reach...