my Prof for my bio lab has his lab coat collar popped. it's 8 am and im too hungover for this guy
I started the year with 2,800 dollars and am now down to 83 dollars-one of which i use to snort my focalin. I have given up on food and am perplexed as to how I can make 82 dollars last more than two weekends for booze
Now go wash the fat girl off your hands.
I haven't been this hungover since you found me laying in front of your door gagging with pepto bismal tablets scattered around me
idk what id do withouhrh yoy btro
Lazier than spoon feeding yourself popcorn and debating adult diapers so you don't have to leave the mentalist marathon on tv?
he stopped talking to me, quit his job, moved out of the province and then told me it was "no big" when I called him apologizing...
I mean, "boo" isn't the appropriate response to someone dying...
Don't blame me. My vagina leads me astray.
You just gave me the title for the series of our lives. Haha. Chapter 12: the cocaine on the back of the hairbrush
this party is nice, but i have to go home and cry over anime in order to fill my daily quota of suffering
Im eating leftover Easter ham in a bubble bath. What has my life come to?
What am I thankful for..I figured out I can drink on antibiotics without getting sick thanks to the power of pot gummies
So chicken strips and confidence do not you make you sober.
I really want to stop getting this drunk. I've got the Sunday scaries and it's only Saturday
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