real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
The more I sober up, the more sick I am/realize how weird dancing around a wine bottle was
Call me back. I want to hear your side of the dead cat in my garage story.
Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
She was crying and singing Taylor Swift on repeat. I'm never drinking with her again.
I just got over my period in 3 days...I believe that is god's way of saying "go fuck an amazingly attractive Italian boy on vacation"
By the way anyone who is willing to be in the film while tripping gets free shrooms.
I wanna just rip ass and see his reaction but i bet itd be better to shatter that illusion when hes drunk
Lets just say...I plan on being a bigger shitshow than Miley Cyrus at the VMA'S
my goal for the rest of college is to escape STD free. fuck getting a job. this is more important.
Btw had an awesome time last night. Found some blood on my shirt and ear but I'll chalk it up to the tequila shots.
Rob and I are cross faded and the only one taking care of us is a drunk person who's making us dance.
It's election day and I was just tied up with an American flag scarf
She's going to jail in a few weeks but she just got a boyfriend. Yet I'm still single as fuck.
I want to shoot him sideways (so he can still breathe) in the Adam's apple with my little crossbow.
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