If I could text you the sound of me vomming, I would.
I'm out of vodka and money. My semester is officially over. The way I see it, my finals are just forms I need to fill out in order to leave campus.
She's allergic to latex.
Lucky bastard.
Grape juice and vodka is NOT wine.
porn star boner night. come get it.
Also got home. Still stoned. Mom was up. We made a pizza and were writing a children's book. Sleep good.
New found love of volunteering, when there's free wine available at all times. Good times. And I get to to feel good about helping people.
Gotta admit I did think about bartering you out to the gay guys for $20 and the dudes flashy neck scarf
I'm still drunk. I put on workout clothes this morning and just puked in my bathroom. That's the same as going to the gym, right?
I love 4am trips to the ER. I feel so responsible for actually making it all the way here.
Getting high in the car with mom and the aunts during intermission for drag queen bingo. Details later.
Well I want to be mistreated and called a slut and finger banged
But I guess hugs would be nice
COCAINE IS GR8
Once again, marijuana saves me from going to jail
I'm like a great zombie Jesus.
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