ugh. my soul tastes like vodka
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
you asked a group of latinas stood by the bar to hold a minutes silence for ugly betty getting cancelled. that drunk.
Walk of shame... his parents made me go to church with them first. in my club top sweat pants and slippers. i just slapped god in the face
tailgaiting my last final, a perfect sendoff.
I woke up with his wallet, but not him. Gold-digging at it's finest.
Part of my whole not being a slut anymore involves not giving other peoples boyfriends blowjobs
Lazier than spoon feeding yourself popcorn and debating adult diapers so you don't have to leave the mentalist marathon on tv?
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
I woke up to find his roommate face down on the couch with no pants on, with a sticky note that said "was lost but now am found"
He wheeled me around walmart in a cart, and stole at least 30 dollars of junior mints fpr me. Best date ever.
Someone had Captain Morgan and orange juice at the same moment I lost my hangover and I just had to give it a try.
The sound of my own breathing is making my head throb. That hungover.
A thong just fell out of my purse in front of my whole class maybe I should stop using this morning class as my walk of shame
You know those times when you're sitting down for a while and r like damn I'm sober but then stand up and r like WOAH HOLD UP.
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