also i tucked his toothbrush in my shirt. why? i dont know.
it hurts more in the daytime
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
i went to go through my sent box of drunk texts from last night and they were all deleted... i'm going to assume drunk me made the executive decision that sober me would be better off not knowing what they said
Two hours into move in day and the ambulance is here already.
My mom just blew pot smoke into my nose and called me a cat.
Also pregame at mine tomorrow?
4 am. She strained the mac and cheese onto her legs. She has no skin.
Just left the frat house in last nights clothes minus my earings, shoes, underware, tequilla cap, and my dignity. If you see me on your way home just hit me
dont iron anything. we fucked on the ironing board. details to follow.
we both turned hook ups into relationships we are crushing this thing called life right now.
I was apparently the best non-Irish person at the party. I wore my skating dress, Austrian flag and a giant shamrock. Everyone is calling me "30 Shots Girl".
Last night was incredible. I can tell by the nacho cheese on my jacket
I never thought the most recent texts on my phone would be with ASAP ferg and my ex...
you know you’re single when you try to cook yourself a nice pasta dinner but you’re too weak to open the container of sauce and theres no one around to help you
Yeah I knew you'd like him. He's emotionally and physically self destructive.
We would have so much to talk about!
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