3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
do not give him the "i just had sex cake" i repeat DO NOT give him the cake. things didn't go well
I broke his nose at the bar and he still went home with me.
We role played last night. I was Brandon Inge and she was some slut from Toledo. Let's just say Triple A might not be so disappointing after all.
the whole "pretend to be sober/pull it together for my family" thing really blew up in my face when i threw up into my pillowcase.
Beer vodka and pink lemonade powder mixed together. So. Many. Penises. My vagina will be calling out to them tonight. Coooooooooooooome.
On a not really funny at all but kinda brighter note I've gotten really good at texting in hand cuffs
he's had a change of heart. and besides, we could use a laugh.
oh, well, if you all need a good laugh, by all means endanger my life.
Getting high in the car with mom and the aunts during intermission for drag queen bingo. Details later.
You are one with the wind and sky, bro.
In other news, I just sneezed and almost shit myself. What is happening to my life??
I'm too high and old for this...
I'm alone, 3 beers in, and cutting tshirts into belly tops.
So it turns out high me is very efficient. I set 5 alarms to remind me to do things, i made mac and cheese, and i wrote a poem. I'm going places.
How do I stop your cat from bathing me? I'm afraid she'll get drunk off my sweat
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