And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
woke up in Sigma Chi. In his room. they are iniating pledges right now. Holy fucking shit mother of pearl.
my financial goal is to have my cable back before football season starts
his profile picture is a blurry one of him holding a beer. i recognized him instantly.
I woke up to three texts telling me to "go fuck myself," a panicked voicemail from my mom, and a girl thanking me... I'm not sure which I should take care of first
I just realized that two weekends in a row we ended up in a bathroom with two different boys asking us for a threesome. does this happen to everyone?
I cannot for the life of me remember why I am holding this rabbit.
I got kicked out because I puked again I'm on the fire truck outside
And my cat won't make me food. She's a bitch
every Thursday i draw one of my friends names out of a hat to choose who i will drunkenly text all weekend
Her idea of a bathing suit is... well.. she might not actually even know what one is. I've only ever seen her in a pool drunk and fully clothed or attempting to get into a pool but tripping over her pants which are at her ankles. Drunk.
I need to puke. I need a shower. I need rehab. I need to detox and puke. I feel like demons are inside of me.
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
He legit watched "Cops" the entire time he was fingering me.
I'm gonna play eenie meenie at the bar tonight because it's women's day and I deserve the dick
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