If you text me again I will gut all of your stuffed animals.
I spilled a beer on myself, so I went back to my place to change. The city marshall was at my door with a warrant. That beer cost me 760 bucks.
apparently "my dealer got arrested" is not an acceptable answer when mom asks "What happened? You look sad today"
just gave another girl i passed on the walk of shame a high five
just spent the last 4 hours covering his room in sticky notes. Viva Drunk Thursdays.
I don't not like him. It's just wierd talking to him because we both know I fucked his wife.
constantly striving to make life awkward and more complicated, one drunk bone at a time.
I have bruises all over from falling so much last night, I even have bruises on my arms from them picking me up off the street.. Oh vodka nights.
I thought adderall would sober me up, but it did NOT.
I consider any night I don't make out with someone a bad night. So I've been great.
Good. Sleepy. In the middle of a pregnancy scare. The usual.
I'm making poor life decisions again. Tune in tomorrow to see how much I hate life.
He kept telling me that it stood for Sex Utility Vehicle
Also, I don't know if it's the drugs I'm on or not, but I truly believe I was hypnotized last night listening to an audio book.
Trusting in Jesus is not a viable birth control plan.
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