Hey sorry about saying i hated you. it was the coke and the ice cream.
It's a sad day when you realize you are no longer above fucking in movie theater bathrooms.
You bring the bicep workout. I'll bring the unscented gentle products. We'll both bring our penises.
i just found this napkin with your number on it in my jacket pocket. it reads amy, drawing of a wine bottle and a house
Not drinking has really freed up a lot of my time. I made a bracelet yesterday. I miss bars.
When he sent me a picture, I swear my vag frowned. That tiny.
Apparently I tried my hand at mustard juggling. I wasn't very good.
So my Mom pointed out my vibrator on the night stand next to my stun gun and reminded me of how much I drink.
just like cleaning my room and being more organized in my life. more so just making sure a toaster doesn't end up in my car again for 2 months
I woke up next to a box of cheese bread it was super romantic
He invites me over for to adderall and chill. Academic Tuesday
I just wrote a self loathing message to self, wrapped my credit card in it, put it in an envelope, sealed it with another hate messame, and put it in my lock box. So. That's where I'm at.
Haha holy fuck. i dont remember much after pissing on your ex's flaming nude pics.
I know I drink too much cuz "ssssjllapph peneinssesss" automatically comes up in my phone now.
this kid sitting diagonally in front of me is searching "cheap bongs" on google. hahahhaaha. who does this kid think he is?
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