Whats contracted in vegas does not stay in vegas....
And hes hitting me with his balls, really hard.
Vodka infused whipped cream. Shit just got real.
I'll just get wasted and start throwing myself at men. Someone's bound to take the bait
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
Theres a picture of me with cut up clothes rolling in the policeman's lawn, I missed you, summer.
Just cause I'm shitfaced wasted every night waking up in random beds all over Manhattan does not mean I'm a mess.
Truth. Respect the hustle.
Drinking, I should not. Got here I don't know. Still drunk, I am. At courtneys.
i was in burrito mode and too drunk to move. no fucks were given. none.
All I remember from the concert was leaving in an RV full of middle aged people playing circle of death
I'm turning twenty & the only honorable way to exit my teens is by slapping the fuck outta the bag. You better be in.
Is it wrong that I get drunk and let him eat me out then fall asleep? He offers me so much and yet I do nothing. I feel like a republican.
Topless Tuesday? One of us will be really happy the other not so much.
Can you send me the picture you took of me smoking a joint with the cat make-up on?
Well supposedly when the cops came, they say I tried to get them in a conga line like Jim Carrey in The Mask. So....yea
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