there is a priest convention in the hotel. i feel like god is laughing at me.
Any time before 12:00pm. Can go fuck itself.
it doesn't count as moral degradation if you win the strip off -right?
Just had to explain to a senior manager why I had duct tape residue on my wrist and hand. This weekend was a success.
just found glitter in my belly button...seriously when will this nightmare end
I could end up kidnapped. Or worse, the night will be really awkward.
I don't know how I got here... but I think I'm in a Christian Impact meeting... I'm trying to act as straight as possible. They can sense gay.
I'm sitting at work trying to dust glitter off my pants. I can't hang out with her anymore.
I'm looking for mother nature. And when I find her, I'm looking her right in the eyes and telling her to fuck off.
so hungover. I'm actually considering eating the snow off the roof so I don't have to leave my bed
I'm so baked, I spent the last hour trying to screencapture the cracks on my phone.
Also we had sex while listening to fleetwood Mac on vinyl. Like the 70s called and told me to fuck off
I'm trying to drink up the confidence to run in public.
Look, road flare archery was agreed on. We both accepted it was a shit idea sober, but did it drunk anyway.
I'm listening to a women in metal station and wearing a flannel. I may have approached peak lesbian.
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