if you call bong hits and onion rings a party, then yeah
i don't want you to think of me as your TA
Lightning struck the tree right outside of her window as I came inside her. I think its God's way of saying go by plan b.
Currently emptying half-full wine bottles from fridge into my mouth and refilling with water for later. Drunk survivalist recycling!
i would rather have had this happen at a time when i wasnt tripping out on shrooms
Like "oh its Monday, gotta get wasted today!" not "oh its Monday.. Gotta go to class"
is anything happening tonight?? I'm soooo in need of a tasteful and healthy bender.
Yea. I feel great. My life is great. My job isn't as shitty. And my daddy loves me. I love strip clubs. Great self esteem boost.
I get a little bitchy. We all know that
Fuckin' raining men in my bedroom while I'm trying to drunk eat a rather large portion of pasta. Like shoo I already picked who I'm sleeping with. Pasta wins.
I'm trying to be celibate. I'm having me time. I'm eating cake.
Come home, I'm drunk on the porch and pretending to smoke breadsticks like cigarettes. Enticing, right?
What even was the context for that. All I have written down is "I would vote for President SnakeJaw."
Dude you where on that lil kids bike at 2 am ridin down the turning lane wearing only socks and a helmet singing born to be wild, no you weren't that fucked up
If she didn't have scissors in her hand I would have motor boated the fuck out of her when she was done cutting my hair.
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