my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
i had a headache and asked the kid next to me for aspirin. he gave me esctacy instead. gotta love college.
got hammered last night, woke up this morning to 38 texts that varied from "you fucking asshole" to "i can be there in 10 minutes"
you just started pointing at the light and whispering "star wars"
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I did not stop moving last night. If tequila gives me that extra push to have an active lifestyle, so be it.
Standing on the street at 6am in Hong Kong drinking beer. Watching all the hookers do the walk of shame from our hotel. How did I get here? Maybe all my bad choices in my life were really good ones?
its warm now so i can go back to sleeping with guys based on their fuckability rather than how much warmth they generate.
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
It is very possible that having sex with you just now just got me into Yale
I'm cutting her off I can't have my good name soiled with these kinds of shenanigans
Shit is preposterous
I cannot handle Xanax... I just turned my computer on and I googled how to work YouTube
i found you laying on the floor staring at the ceiling and you kept muttering "why" in various inflections.
you are singlehandedly the most cursed object the universe ever conceived
The last time I saw you, you were giving the stripper a lap dance.
It took like and hour to get him in me and then he came in like 2min. Size aint everything
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