So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
Someone sharpied 'shit show' on my tits. Someone with excellent penmanship
I'm leaving my hospital band on when we go drinking tonight. I'm aiming for pity sex.
The fact that I woke up with my panties on the counter and a piece of pizza stuck in my sheets is what scares me.
I may be a little fuzzy on this, but I think at some point I said something about being a generous lover.
Everyone knows relationships are a winter sport
she asked to have her picture taken with every guy we walked by.
Im pretty sure by the fifth subway ride after going in circles the four times prior, we all just accepted that we werent making the concert and should instead enjoy our magical weed and tequila laced journey.
i also took my stockings off in the bathroom and blew my nose with them in the cab ride home. james was appalled
the bruises from climbing out of the window last night make sitting at my desk impossible. legit excuse to not study right?
And now you know why we call him Three-Balls Brad
I wish more of my problems were easily solvable by taking a good long shit.
Last night I had a sex dream about Trudeau, he hasn't even been prime minister for 24 hours
Well, I hope you're having fun. I'm just gonna lay here and wait for death - shouldn't be long now.
did anyone ever come to your door asking about the blood on the floor?
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