the cure to his relationship is in or around my vagina.
Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
Pick my eyebrow is burning. I'm sitting in the back of dolows vat and listening to jolly music and wilfgang is signing and looking food. Cute kid. Home is where I go now.
what. the. fuck.
theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
No shame. Just smoked a bowl with a Norwegian. Feels like something to cross off a list.
just chugged some gatorade and threw it up. todays gonna be awesome
Just bought an airhorn. Bad things will happen.
Let's just say after this weekend I'm known as Shameous the Irish bar fighter.
I am 100% planning on being drunk on Wednesday. This is America. Work or no work.
I wasn't a groupie because I didn't carry his guitar home
I fell asleep in the tanning bed, naked, for an hour and a half and I guess they couldn't wake me up so they called the fire department...and they came in while I was passed out naked...
You want to know how I feel? I feel like Cady Heron pushed me in front of a bus last night.
Stuck in the Minneapolis airport for 3 hours with an expense budget and a wine bar. This could get out of hand quickly.
Come over so I can fuck you louder than her country music
You fist bumped my dick last night saying good game. That you'll be back for the 2nd game...
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