I did that thing again where I get way too drunk and go gay. Then wake up in the morning and freak out at the person. Yet another bar I cannot go back to
if I could go back to kindergarten and not fuck up my life, I so would.
Was just grinding with my bio TA. She asked why i wasnt studying
I just don't have the heart to tell my mom you peed in our washer machine last night.
my way of studying for our final tomorrow: registering online to retake the class in the fall
Leaving the dealer's house. He just gave me a sincere hug and said good luck. This cant end well.
This is great- I found hangover detoxifying bath salt online. It flushes out the alcohol. We need this.
The night went downhill when he lit her purse on fire and tried putting it out with vodka
Cleaning my room at 2am, in just one corner I found six beers, half a pint of whiskey, my flask, 2 shotgun bullets, my crown and shimmer lotion.
And the sky opened up and god said.... "WET T-SHIRT CONTEST!!!!"
all i know is there's a picture on my phone of him wearing my purple sweatpants and licking the bottom of my foot.
He gave me the "find somebody who wants to date you for who you are" speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.
Watching Faye Reagan porn all weekend for St Patty's day. Nothing has ever seemed more appropriate.
I smoked my last bong as the sun rose. It was magical.
I am still worried she'll have a seizure durring. What would I do? Try to ride it out and finish, or pull out and assist?
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