3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
Its 4 am and he honestly tried throwing pizza at his ceiling for decorations
He told me I just kept sending him the word sex and dollar signs.
Also, my phone autocorrects ENABLER to all caps. I think I drunk text the word too often.
I should've been more social I guess. I feel bad not meeting the people who willingly sucked alcohol out of my navel...
The ONE weekend I don't put anything up my nose, and it decides to bleed like crazy
Just found the last picture of me as a virgin. Framed it.
It's like weed even makes my glasses better. Everything is so bright and clear and beautiful!
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
They're fucking on the bed next to me. I took adderall and smoked so there's no fucking help for me.
I mean, as I was vomiting in front of a giant crucifix I became acutely aware of my poor choices
just so you know.. snorkeling hungover: great decision. I was throwing up and he couldn't even tell!
He told me I was a good dog mom. I've never been so turned on in my life
The 666th photo in my phone is of him and if that's not a sign that he's secretly the Antichrist, idk what is. Also, bring more rum.
Turns out dignity is priceless and Plan B costs $41.09
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