Uggggg i want to leave and get bombed over baghdad
I'm peeing chunks and puking liquid. Did I at least have fun last night?
I didn't go out last night, but I dreamed that I blacked out and the *CRAZY* thing I did was to eat 12 cupcakes off 12 diff plates and stack them up neatly. If I had a life, I'd hate it.
I feel like I should I write an apology note to the frat for falling down stairs, passing out on the couch, and chugging the entire bottle of burnetts at semiforml last weekend. Apparently I was the main topic of discussion at their chapter meeting last night.
She took off her pants and it was like seeing an old friend.
She tied me up with her honor cords...
we were fucking and all I could think about is how my silly bands were glowing in the dark.
We made a drinking game out of Project Runway. Gay guys are so fun.
My life has become a never ending game of 'illegal or just frowned upon?'
i just bought plan b at the bus station. happy holidays and welcome to a new level of white trashiness.
We officially wrote our house rules 1. We do not waste alcohol 2. Pinky promises mean something 3. Don't leave your facebook open, and if you do, don't complain 4. Never refuse cuddle or catch phrase
One day. I will touch his hair. I'm curious if it'll be like a soft cloud.
So mom called me from the hospital laughing her ass off. Apparently my sister is allergic to cocaine...
My new dealer was watching Space Jam and eating ham off a frisbee when I went over. He's my new favorite person
My favorite bra is missing and I smell like beer and bad decisions. This is definitely a sign that hoe mode is activated.
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