It's Friday. Sex?
She seriously needs to find another hobby other than bouncing on cock.
I'm standing outside of the bar watching homeless men teach a kid how to pee of the sidewalk.
Also, just had a student offer to sell me Xanax. Want some? Just for like a rainy day. Or our memorial day shitshow. Or just another Wednesday night.
We went to IKEA super baked wearing fake mustaches. You?
don't get you morals all over my torrid fantasties
I'm going to smoke the pathetic stems and miscellaneous particles that weren't good enough for all my other bowls because its all I have left. This is my bag's Rudy moment.
I just rolled over in bed and felt a bump. Turns out it was a lil nug. Talk about being princess and the weed.
my brain is opting to stay half drunk rather than relearn how to think. the rest of me is in no position to argue.
All i remember is you yelling at a stop sign and the rest is a blur
I put on slutty clothes under my normal clothes, im like fucking super slutwoman
Best superhero ever to exist
This hangover is what we deserve after that level of debauchery.
In the words of my step grandma "whatever makes your pussy happy"
You know you're an upperclassmen when you go to a party with no makeup, wet hair, weed socks, and no shoes, take a shot ski, then leave
not even sure this counts as hungover but like my body can't exist in reality today
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