Last night was an abortion. I might need a publicist.
We need to talk in the morning. The guy I was with just interpreted me taking off my earrings as code for "let me take off my pants."
y-o-u-r-e = you are, y-o-u-r = your. you are a bag of douche not your bag of douche. if you're going to insult me at least do it in proper english. that is all.
her cat watched me eat her out... I would use the alternate term for both of those things but it's too weird.
Her face is stuck to the frozen jager bottle. I think shes ok with it
He sent me a picture of myself smashed completely butt naked passed out on the couch and said "at least I'll have these memories"
we convincced her parents we were only wasted meanwhile theire faces were morphing into one and i swear there was a reindeer in the background
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
Taking my infected piercing out in the parking lot of the food card place. This is one of those life defining moments that makes me sad.
Moonshine marathon is never a good idea
I climbed out a window to pee last night because i thought i was locked in the room... Then crawled back in and went to bed. The poor neighbors.
When confronted with a choice of going home or fucking the band ALWAYS FUCK THE BAND!!
I just look at my butt and see so much potential.
I don't think I'm gonna survive today. I don't remember how to walk. I must crawl 6 blocks to my bed.
Still drunk, heading to class.
It's 3 a.m. Dude
Doesn't mean I'm not at my desk. Ill wait.
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