There's some strange man with hair that keeps talking to us. I'm scared.
This is how horror movies start. Going to bar with strange hair guy. He's paying. Bad idea?
Ditched hair man. Got free cab ride to market. Want food. I win.
I made out with a deaf person. Also I've been drunk 11 days in a row now.
I don't understand how people can have that much vomit in them
I wanna dance tonight. i just wanna grind my ass in some man's dick.
I wish my period boobs were my regular boobs.
giving yourself 2 days to recover i see
I'll need it. Largely because i'm going to be stumbling through fancy restaurants with a bottle of whiskey insulting couples all night.
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
He also turned out to be underage (the fucking liar) so we had to get drunk on cooking sherry
So she just had an emotional breakdown over a birthday card with a peacock on it. Yeah. She's pretty drunk, but we made it home safely.
My google history for last night included "Whre is johns house" and "wher can i buy nukes?" Pretty sure they're related to one another.
It is such a beautiful day to not be arrested
Just took acid. Wish me luck.
I worked out twice today and you're dropping acid. My life sucks.
I can count on one hand the number of good things that happened over the past year.
How do you say happy birthday to someone you fuck occasionally that almost got you arrested? Like what do I text.
I just read my D.A.R.E. essay from 5th grade. I'm having mixed feelings about my previous life choices right now.
Randomize
