ok this is the part where i go up stairs and pass out incoherently untill 6 30 tommaorw morning and not rember any of this. love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
My mom asked me to donate my child hood stuffed animals to the poor then I realized I was hiding liquor behind them. I told her I was too attached to them. She understood. Wrong in so many ways.
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
Don't be a smartass. I'm trying to fuck a guy who's sober. It's more difficult than you think.
we need a dd. For wednesday. At lunch. What are we doing with our lives?
succeeding
I love him. He's like the father I never had that I kind of want to fuck.
You realize at the bar last night we blew on imaginary whistles like rose from titanic right?
Nothing quite like pre-gaming the Kentucky Derby with adderall and adderall. I'm fairly confident I could outrun all of these fucking horses in a foot race right now.
I'm going out with a guy whose nickname is Shark Week cause he'll eat anyone. I'm very excited.
Somewhere in this city is a lost rubber penis that needs to find its way back home
There's times when I need to be plowed... and I'm ashamed to admit auto correct was able to predict that entire sentence.
Three Asian guys got on the elevator with a handle of Hennessey and a sleeping bag. This is not the start of a joke.
I'm just like... Utterly amazed that we're still alive at this point. Who'da thunk it....
I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.
I woke up this morning to my panties draped around the neck of an empty bottle of bulleit. That is the perfect visual metaphor for my life at this juncture.
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