roommate just walked in on us. two and a half times. the half, she just knocked, sighed, and walked away.
the new apple iphone has a feature that can find itself if you lose it, apple is getting closer to making a phone completely drunkproof...
i'm writing my speech about my 4th grade backstreet boy concert experience. that sums up how seriously i take my life.
i just found a bag of weed behind my capital one card. i guess that's what's in my wallet.
My gym is having a pizza and beer party. God im starting to love this place.
America approved of our night. A bald eagle flew over us at 7am
You were jumping on the trampoline and screaming that you couldn't feel the fire.
I was so drugged up it was amazing, I felt like a dinosaur "because I enjoyed spinach, and I got apple juice and only dinosaurs get apple juice" according to me the day of, and last night I felt like a rocket ship
I try new drugs instead of new boys. That way you can't scold me about the importance of condoms
He's easy on the eyes, light on his feet, and rough in bed...what more could a girl ask for in a rebound?
Update: that felon in Georgia I slept with is now a police officer. What a wonderful world
Woke up with two different pairs of pants in the pockets of a jacket.None of the above are mine.
Evidently I placed three booty calls at the same time...it was an ugly scene. I'm never getting that high again.
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
when part of the plan includes getting high, i usually forget how the rest of the plan goes.
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