Whenever ur ready we need breakfast and a psychic.
i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
I looked at my arm when I woke up..I guess after 8 tally marks I said fuck it and wrote "too much"
Maybe someone other than the mad hatter should have gone with him to the ER
Wedding cake is always the best dance partner. In the corner. With a jack and coke. And while I'm crying. Listening to "Almost Paradise".
siamese drinking twins saturday is a go ... bring duct tape.
I think animal control just caught me smoking a bowl on the back porch. Do they have any say in this matter?? Haha
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
No he can't help me find his house he is strapped to a stretcher facing the opposite direction
All I've consumed in the last 24 hours is cranberry vodka and kosher for passover biscotti
That's what happens when you party with the tribe
We drank vodka and koolaid through a traffic cone. It got rowdy.
There's glitter all over his bed from my Pink VS panties... I think I might invest in similar styles as a way of marking my territory just incase.
Welcome to your 30’s, where every one night stand is most likely with someone’s father
Yeah come over whenever. Weed gets here at 8.
I'll be there at 7:59.
We can use the Mac n cheese as the potatoes in our breakfast burritos. Problem solved.
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