I can't remember much about walking home last night. I think I kicked a dog.
i think i had to give the cab driver my id to get home last night because i couldnt talk.
We made out for three hours. Then she said she didn't sleep with redheads and left the party. So yes, I'm still drinking.
My Mom printed off all of my Augusts text messages. Apparently I've been drinking WAY too much and having an intermediate drug problem. I have to go home everyw weekend for the rest of the semester
She is still a psychotic unstable bitch, and is therefore PERFECT drinking game fodder
Might as well permanently tattoo lush somewhere on my body and show it to people when I decide to drink so they won't serve me.
My bra is still on the porch...I'm leaving it as a reminder to get my shit together.
i woke up soaking wet with shard of glass imbedded in my flesh dangerously close to my dick what happend?!!
BEER BOTTLE SWORD FIGHTHING!!
I'M WORRY THAT MY VAGINA WILL NEVER KNOW THE TOUCH OF A MAN AND YOU ARE MAKING A MIXTAPE
It is a fiery spray of napalm-covered beautiful words that leave a flaming "fuck you" on the ground after I destroy him.
I've been back for one day and I've already given two bjs. Improvement from last year.
Since when do my one night stands start sending you friend requests?
She was cute in her own little way. Shit, free taco's makes anyone hot.
there is another microwave in the elevator.
Dude my roommate just peed out the window
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