so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
We are like the golden girls with less cheesecake and more drugs.
i wish there was a holiday celebrated with pizza eating
She introduced herself as 'Ann the sober one.' Took me to a coat check and a lost and found. Then offered coffee and breakfast sandwiches. Turns out she's been paying her half of the electric bill running post-party operations.
My therapist is concerned about your alcoholism.
You should have heard my farts after he left. I swear one of them was a demonic voice saying, "It's coming for you, Nicole. It's coming,".
Reached a new low last night. Passed out. With my pants down. On the toilet. At ihop. Waitress had to wake me up.
I stood on the corner waiting to be picked up, dry heaving, and trying to block out the sun.
So I wore a corset to school. Fuck laundry.
I have not brushed my hair. I'm wearing a yoga hoodie. I look like I slept in a gutter somewhere. Today is going to be a good day.
I've been here 11 months and i just realized i have literally never looked at my apartment/roomates sober
Please don't tell me that blonde guys name is Matthew I won't be able to fuck a guy with my brothers name
Too stoned. Randomly can't get the image of Emilio estevez's smiling face out of my head. What is life.
It's not stalking if you do it on LinkedIn...
I just watched my mom pour beer into her vodka and drink it.
Randomize
