I like complaining with weaving words and complex sentences. It makes me seem more sophisticated and less bitchy.
In case you were wondering, you weren't dreaming. I really did get stuck between my bed and the wall last night.
I'm like 99% sure I made out with Kevin Spacey last night. Not good.
So apparently I shook her hand very polite, said weiner and walked away
I really like you, but I want to get to know you on a time when I am not at drugs.
If letting him bang me while i'm wearing reindeer antlers and a painted red nose isn't the christmas spirit, I dont know what is
Watched him slip somethin into her drink. Dragged him of his bar stool, punched him out, and told her what i saw. Bartender used some chemical to confirm presence of rophynol. Just woke up at her place
Im otw to class. I was at the Library. Just past three girls with a bottle of tequila playing dizzy bat.
Crazy how fast a room full of drunk teenagers sober up when someone breaks his parents' new flat screen
Ramen still too hot to eat. Eating it anyway. Stoner girls feel no pain
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
On another note- any interest in going to a gay bar to hit on 19yr olds?
It's the third day of class and I got told I smell like a distillery.
Today is get drunk without showing anyone my penis day
So there we are, fucking beneath the Christmas tree and I glance up and see one of the local Jehovah's witnesses staring in horror through the decorative glass in the front door. I'm so proud of us.
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