Dear everyone that texted me last night wondering where i was. i ended up face down blacked up drunk before i made it to the party. My bad
Now there's vomit covered trash all over the front lawn. I feel accomplished
Some kid just walked into class with his schedlue written on a keystone box.
I don't know if it's the amount i drank last night or the number of taylor swift statuses on facebook but i feel like puking everywhere
Someone jacked my earrings off me or I threw em in the toilet again
I hate when that happens
Depending upon how the Sox game progresses, I'll either cry on the bar or fuck someone tonight...
Well last time he got out of rehab he lasted 6 hours. So 3 days this time is quite an accomplishment.
At least you have booty calls.
True. I just waste them though. I feel like I need to be told "there are people in this world who would give anything for just one and you have two." You know in that same tone your parents told you about the starving people in china
It was a karaoke bar combined with a liquor store and had a donkey pen in the back.
Keeping it classy as usual I see
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
He pulled the pencil out of my leg and then we fucked. It felt sorta like pulp fiction in reverse.
Calm the fuck down fatty, you can add creme de menthe to a vanilla shake any time of the year
Someone should make a valentines day card that says "I like the way you continuously consume thc with no concept of a limit other than drug supply" Because I'd send that to you.
He called my vagina "the man cave", and I found it charming
I don't want to go back to the suburbs. Being drunk in public isn't ok and theres too many children. Don't make me.
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