so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
My sheets look like a crime scene.
dad just smoked me out. he's yelling at room service for not giving him cookies and milk with his towels...we're both too high to know if thats a legit complaint.
i was mowing the lawn and found the coffee pot in the bushes
Hi. I probably already told you this mid puke, but thanks again for babysitting me last night. How did I get in the car?
my sober ride is dancing w/ a fat girl. i might be awhile
One of my students in my 8am class brought me a Tim Hortons cup with a bloody Mary in it. Clearly, I didn't manage to look not drunk when I ran into him at Denny's at 4am. Who decided to let me teach?
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
Do me a favor? If you get with him, please lick his abs. Someone has too they're just too beautiful not to.
I also found a beer label in my bra and I'm pretty sure you put it there and said "this means I trust you"
Day 1 of "Death of a Liver" weekend complete. It came with flashbacks of horrible mistakes I made due to alcohol. I'm excited for how Sunday is going to turn out.
Just like to put it out there it's surprising how little reception a dog cage has
I am making dinner in lingerie and heels and there is a 75% chance his roommate is going to walk in on this.
Yup. There he is. This conversation is awkward.
I feel like asking for a towel for after I puke before I puke to be more respectful than jus going outside to puke and coming back inside covered in sweat and tears.
I kept screaming that he looked like Khal Drogo and rode around the bar on his back.
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