i just had sex. the condom broke. we're sleeping in to separate beds. And im in albany
and then he ordered a "diet and rum" like the most important part of the drink was the diet.
I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
i remember getting really pissed off when you wouldn't let me sleep in the garage with your cat.
Somehow she slept thru the vacuuming, people walking in and out, and the sound of constant beer bottles hitting the trash, but when someone said weed in a regular volume of voice she startled awake.
In a car. Threw up in my mouth. Haven't said a word in 10 minutes.
We both bought three foot bongs...going to race to see who can smoke a mile first.
I spent most of the night convinced it was my birthday. But I was probably wrong, it can't be January, can it? I'm 90% sure its not. But maybe. The days have got shorter. Is this what unemployment feels like to everyone?
Babysitting for someone you accidently sent nudies to is so fucking awkward.
My car smells like beer, you're here in spirit
I'm still pretty stoned. There are mini rice cakes in my robe pocket to snack on in the shower.
So I just got drugs from a house with a giant cross on it. Thank you, Jesus.
He just asked me to be his girlfriend while having sex on his parents kitchen counter
What even was the context for that. All I have written down is "I would vote for President SnakeJaw."
She was blacked out at her own party. It felt good to stand next to her while she laid on the floor and say "vomit does not look good on you."
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