I have "you made mistakes last night" written alllll over me.
I took a picture of his ID so i could remember how to spell his last name and facebook stalk him later...I think he saw me do it
I'm about to enter vancouver's biggest liquor store. I feel like I should sent you a "wish you were here" postcard.
I think whatever his name is just puked on the stairs. Just an fyi for the morning. Love you.
Listen. I'm a changed woman. I have no problem using him for sex.
I love that the power of margaritas brought us back together.
So idk if it's because I'm working out again or the coke, but I hit my target weight today. Whaaaat uuuup. Come and get me thanksgiving.
I feel like I ran a fucking marathon on my knees last night and there are bruises to prove it.
Nm. Exausted and my teeth just fell out again
Having vodka and cokes for lunch at work today because absolutely ZERO fucks are being given.
We were so hungover we fell asleep in Goodyear waiting for them to fix her car. At 4 in the afternoon on a Sunday. The workers apparently didnt want to vacuum because they didn't want to wake us.
Blacked-in to me, shirtless, giving myself finger guns in the mirror and rapping "stacks in the club stacks stacks in the club."
I found dried jizz from last night on my leg while feeding an infant a bottle. I am not fit to care for children
I don't know how it started but we all ended up shirtless andI was covered in crawfish and wearing a sombrero.
So it turns out that a Ford Focus does not fit in a Walmart cart return.
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