another moral hangover. fuck.
The only piece of furniture in the apartment is a wine rack.
he was gone before i woke up. left a pee stain, phone number, note and $20 for sheets. safe to say i will not be calling.
She told me she loves her boyfreind while she was giving me head. He must be a nice guy
Just got a groupon for a segway rental: fireworks segway battle at my house. What say you?
Can I bring some rope too? It's not too early for bondage talk, is it?
I think we need to have a day of drinking in classes. I know we don't share any, but sacrifices need to be made.
I'm just trying to absorb as much of the fluids from the carpet as I can.
thanks for piggy backing me around for the rest of the night when I got too drunk to stand.
No matter how many miles separate us, I will always be here to get you through whiskey shots.
He better be a good lay, these underwear cost $50.
The Vicodin is in the strawberries.
I am praying to every god I can that he drank so much that he won't even remember me
oh, i solved that problem. i told him i wanted to steal my roommate's nephew. radio silence. haven't heard from him since.
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
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