well. it's seven AM and i'm too high to hula hoop.
We couldn't even have sex we were both laughing so hard. I don't know how I feel about the quality of that weed.
its 4:30 pm. In the mall. Just threw up into my hands. I love Vegas and Vegas loves me
All i remember is people cheering me on to drink faster than the dog, out of the dog's bowl. I just couldn't stop.
Well, she's officially disappointed in me. I have it writing.
Why are there chunks of your hair in everyones pocket?
I decided to mark my territory.
It's okay. I've dumbed down my notes over the semester because I knew I wouldn't be up to understanding things come finals.
pretty sure tht was the guy who once went to the club dressed as waldo. he still looks weirdly fuckable.
Is it just me, or do you see your penis in that hand?
This feeling I'm having... is it love or a combination of alcoholism and unprotected rough sex
I should not be able to sum up my life with a taco brand motto...
people need to understand when I say I don't want to drink anymore that doesn't mean tempt me with another bottle of Jose Cuervo.
can we not speak foreign languages when I'm on drugs
...blackout vacation is awesome. Where did you end up? I think i'm in Miami.
Hospital.
I don't care how many things you caught on fire, it's still not as bad as doing coke and then filming yourself having sex.
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