all we ever talk about is how much i like your dick or my drug problem.
i think the bruises are from the grocery store. on separate occasions. i've been spending a lot of time drunk at the market lately.
i have a vague recollection of being in the parking deck around 4 this morning, and on monday morning i was naked on the roof.
that would mean it's on tape
He corrected me on my grammar when I came. Fuck English majors.
Nice. Don't spend your therapist's co-pay on Jaeger bombs.
laying on floor next to bathroom with vent on to give myself comfort and remind me that im not going deaf. what did i smoke?
The acoustics in my bra are fantastic.
I was at a bus stop, eating a load of bread. Fairly sure I'm the poster child for poor students.
definitely just forgot to put car in park in front of a police officer and ran into a bush.
Also 70% sure I have a splinter on my eyelid from last night
Found your counterpart from cali. Walked into the bar we were in with milk and a donut, ordered a beer and said anything his group wanted was on his tab....dangerous
YOU DRINK NOW BECAUSE YOU ARE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN WHO DOESN'T NEED A DRINKING PARTNER
I'm like a freaking volcano of life and sexual frustrations
Trying not to ruin Mother's Day with the enormous hickey on my neck. Nice.
There needs to be a greeting card for "I miss having sex and smoking weed with you."
if you want to know how my night is going I just ugly cried in the cheesecake factory
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