no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
The weather is perfect in Seattle right now. Warm enough for girls to not wear bras, but cold enough for me to see them nipping out in the shade.
In attempts to Not be THAT GIRL in front of my new crush I will only drink a 12 pack instead of my normal case.
I actually kind of like the booze poos. It's like a colon cleanse. I feel skinnier.
It feels like Jesse James cheated on America.
Oh shit. Easter I forgot. Maybe we should leave the illegal stuff for when Jesus is less present.
We're exchanging pot brownie recipes in my substance abuse class. This is going to be an awesome 7 weeks.
still wasted. at home depot . just threw up in one of the demo showers. not okay.
She sucks dick like Beethoven on piano, but talking to her is like Simple Jack in Tropic Thunder. Still working out the pros vs cons list.
I woke up and he used my makeup to write "hope you don't get pregnant" on my mirror before he left
Security deposit gone.
burned down garage with fireworks.
Still drunk. lying on the floor just rubbing my cats nipples
I got a discount on the lube for giving the cashier focaccia bread from work.
slept at my ex’s house last night and as i was leaving his brother was sitting there on the sofa and said “bet you regret that one don’t ya”
dude, he literally lasted one minute. and i paid 8 dollars for cabs.
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