my soul wont recognize me after tonight
So when does "going out for one drink" = giving some guy an HJ on the sidewalk?!?
No, we're smoking outside. We're hot boxing the world.
My history with restaurant waiters is severely limiting our dinner options.
why is my clorox wipe dispenser full of tortillas?
I am willing to take shots of vanilla extract. That's how this night has been.
its a nice change of pace not blacking out and actually remembering getting laid
It's not quite a landing strip... It's more like a soul patch for my vagina.
when we went to bed he asked me to hold his penis so he knew i was there for him
I won't be able to make it. Too hung over. Can't hold down fluids. I'm in the bathtub trying to hydrate my body through osmosis. And yes, Tequila Tuesday is totally still on for tonight.
Bathtub drinking tim. I have no pool so I work with what I have
I know the wedding is going to be a good time, I don't have to wear a bra with my dress
We laughed, we cried, we fucked, we shirked our familial and work related responsibilities. They could make a movie about the last 40 hours of our lives.
Cheyanne in woods. Ducks attacked. My toe is bleeding. We are gpsing our way home on foot. No worries
Plan before tomorrows interview: wash off green glitter from EVERYWHERE!!!
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