I did that thing again where I get way too drunk and go gay. Then wake up in the morning and freak out at the person. Yet another bar I cannot go back to
I got to stop making out with my boss at work. I think we should just get it overwith, be dissaponted and move on.
walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
you were asking all the dicks on chatroulette if they had daddy issues
You told me to ditch them in the park, and when she jumped onto the car to stop us, you told me to scrape her off against a parked Jeep. That drunk.
Either I'm deep cleaning my apartment out of severe academic procrastination or I'm subconsciously nesting and need to take a pregnancy test.
All I remember is intermittent flashes of being passed out on the side of the road 3 or 4 different times. And telling him to just leave me there and I would walk home in the morning.
I feel like our lives always have been and always will be a never ending drunken rampage full of pregnancy scares and lost brain cells
And they have kittens that decided that boobs are apparently the best arena for king of the hill...
Also, I found out that my dad has the name of every boy that I've ever dated and their physical description, car type and tag number stored in his computer.
Apparently Angela went missing once and he says he learned were to look first and that it's best to have information on hand.
I lost half a toenail and didn't realize it. Bloody shoe shoulda been a clue.
He and I are in a competition of who can sleep with the most people at work. We're tied at two. I could win this if they'd stop hiring damn straight girls.
BTW, Julia referred to you as a power bottom. Are you available?
I know I drink too much cuz "ssssjllapph peneinssesss" automatically comes up in my phone now.
FYI - Don’t go in the downstairs bathroom. Ryan is passed out naked on the floor with a raging hard on.
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