Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
make any headway on the foot/dick situation?
My history with restaurant waiters is severely limiting our dinner options.
I had a new years resolution not to be a whore anymore, but I think I'm gonna wait till 2011
just got home. some guy on my porch is tryin to show me his balls. no more parties at my apartment.
Seriously, do normal people actually get work done being this hungover? No wonder the economy's in the shitter
I hooked up with a 20 year old last night. I feel like a hocus pocus witch that sucked life from a child.
His hair looked like he was in a bukaki and then got a perm right after
He's in grad school at Harvard. I suppose that means my vagina is now smarter than I am.
he kept insisting he didn't have my number, so i called his phone and my number came up as "yeaaaaaaaaah!"
I remember turning to Jon after doing a line of coke and saying "I was a Girl Scout"
I'm laying backwards. On the stairs. Eating carrots. And drinking from a captain Morgan bottle.
Dennis picked up a 50 year old woman. Then he and Dan got in a fight and jumped out of the limo. No one knows what happened to them.
Drunk me made cabbage burritos at 1am after going to hustler hollywood.\nI bought socks. Lol
Tell me you're alive little brother. And please tell me you didn't get arrested. You made no fucking sense last night in your random texts and pictures you were sending me.
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