things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I think im pregnant
I think you have the wrong number
I told him I'm not paying rent anymore because he's seen my boobs.
I puked in the cab and in my hair and he didnt even know
my neighbors garage sale is really cutting into the time of day when i can smoke weed on my deck.
BAHHAHHAHHAHAHHA SOME ASS IS BIYING NE DRHBKS. DRUBK
I'm sick of being the only unemployed member of the group. Doing things alone isn't partying. Its sad.
Pretty sure I just shit out pure stomach acid. I'll explain after you take me to a hospital
Yeah, this dress is irreparably whorey. I've resigned myself to being a family scandal.
If eating a cheesesteak naked doesn't make me feel better, then I don't know what will.
Tonight, a friend walked in and said "oh look at that. Drunk on the living room floor. Just as expected." this is my life. This is my life.
She's calming us down by shoving oreos in our mouths
Signs you do Molly too much. Glow sticks fallout of random articles of clothing on academic row
Did you smoke and go to the aquarium again?
The last thing I remember is trying to chug the rest of the everclear, running through a fence, and laying down in the snow. I hurt.
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