remember about an hour ago when i told you i was never drinking again? i may or may not be mixing malibu with caprisun. just saying.
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
I'm cooking a can of baked beans on the baseboard heater. It is too early in the semester to be this poor.
She said, and I quote "how do you run with something that big between your legs".
and my souvenir for the night was a nice ambulance blanket
I just sniffled when I woke up and got a bump of coke. I have never felt so good hung over.
thanks for being the calm eye of my shit storm.
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
I should not be in class today. For the professors sake.
i know it happened because it happened right beside me, and at one point on top of me.
I can only take thier stupid "I think beauty school is for me" routine so long until I have to bitch slap them with some knowledge
What I do when I'm blackout drunk is none of my business.
I basically gave Miranda rights to the guy I hooked up with, jus so we were all clear what was happening
I'm so glad I can be everyone's guide to the world of fucked up kinks
It's Friday you fucking nerd of course I'm drunk.
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