I think drunk me is telling hungover me something... I just have to crack the code.
the dr. explained that the first big patch is called a herald patch since it's biggest. So his name is Harold the Patch.
Wow. You named your rash.
we've been at disney 20 seconds and she already got the cops called over
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
Well, let me tell you, it was the most vivid sex dream I've ever had. More so than the Paris Hilton one I had in 05. And about as weird.
I might have to break the "you stay out of my sister and ill stay out of yours" pact that i have with tim
I knew things were bad when I walked in on you feeding juice to your iPhone
For months it was all good and well just having sex. Now, something in me has snapped and I'm dreaming of taking turtleneck Christmas pictures with him. Fuck you, we're going out tonight. I need this.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
Well going home with a Ralph Lauren model helped me get over him real fuckin' quick. Would recommend it for all women going through breakups
She can't meet us until 830...there's no hope for our sobriety at that hour
You tired to make us "vodka tacos". Which was just you dipping pitas in vodka.
Any good?
Well. FUCK YA. But that's beside the point
The compounded multi day delayed hangover hit me hard today, with a vengeance normally reserved for large objects that go in my ass. I don't feel good.
Gave up on finding an ashtray.... just started flicking it in my purse.
He said he would get me a helmet and bedazzle it with my name and address so the cabs would know where to take me
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