he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
I am the Bobby Fisher of drunk asss puking
We watched a biography of Frida Kahlo in class today. It was depressing. A chick with a UNIBROW just put my sex life to shame.
The waiter to-go cupped my bloody mary without me even asking. THAT hungover.
i'm not the one sitting naked in my room playing with my boobs and a cat.
We are taking shots for every green Lon-Capa box we get for the homework.
Trying to figure out if I'm the second dude she hooked up with yesterday. I feel like a consolation prize
Aren't you glad we're at the point in our relationship where I don't even ask why you're hiding in the cabinet?
At home depot. Final room inspection is tmrow, gotta paint over the puke stains
I'm at about main and main street
I started a USA chant at the bar last night for no reason, other than being plastered. Within 15 seconds, I was standing on a table and the whole bar was chanting but nobody knew why.
Dude, there are some things that you can't un-see. Her, beached on a dog bed, is one of them.
So my new thing apparently is getting wasted, showing people my slytherin socks and convincing them I'm slytherin..because why not
I left my parents and ran through the airport. I was like I'm not getting stuck in Atlanta tonight and not having sex.
Just convinced the cute guy from class that I have prostate cancer. GET ME OUT OF THIS TOWN!
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