I woke up at 11 this morning in my car parked in front of the bar.
I know, I tried to wake you up, but I couldnt. So I walked home
Bret has after-school detention for writing Brianna has a stinky vag on the ground at recess.
I'm okay.. I had a good heart to heart with the cab driver Raheem - it's going to be our year.
Oh and probably wearing a life jacket instead of clothes didn't help things either
I was gonna tell her, but there were too many tongues in my mouth
I need to puke. I need a shower. I need rehab. I need to detox and puke. I feel like demons are inside of me.
Is it bad that I don't ask for names anymore? Just added "gold-chain-wearing hotel guy" to my list under "minivan 3way" and "funny-tasting gym guy."
I just called the on campus pharmacy and asked the pharmacist to tell me how each one of my medications will react with "excess alcohol consumption". And I'm not even ashamed...I've reached a new low.
His new place is a molesden. Like a hole in the ground. It's frightening how oddly private it is.
It rubs the lotion on it's foreskin...
She's currently doing somersaults across the kitchen floor without underwear on. We may not make it to the bar.
He said you asked to eat pepperoni off his dick and he thought it was weird
I mean I thought it sounded fun
When he's drowning in your chest and he muffles out the words 'I just want to live here' that's a compliment right?
hey at least you are getting hit on, i spent all day researching cat sedatives
Welp. June's off to a great start. I just ripped my pants, completely sober, at 10:30 p.m.
You probably shouldn't do that...but if you do take pictures
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