my room smells like sperm. sweet.
i'm going to be one of those im-wearing-a-shirt-as-a-dress girls today. dont make fun of me, i need laid
My life is a requiem composed in the key of fuck.
He likes Jesus. Game over.
Oooh wait, he just told me he was high.
My dry heaving is complicating my ability to speak.
Last night we looked at each other with an expression of "fuck I am so done being normal", took off our shirts, and danced around in our bras
It took me half an hour to realize I didnt know them
I thought it was improvement but then i realized sex isn't an emotion and I hate everyone
By far the fardest thing to do drunk is open a band aid
Then again I went over his house after not hanging out since kindergarten and tried to fuck him so maybe I'm partially to blame here
I or someone else dumped a lot of glitter into my boobs last night.
are you drinking tonight?
I have an exam tomorrow
so yes.
Either my apartment is haunted or I'm far more drunk than I thought
her nickname was handjob. I knew what i was getting into.
"keg stand!" on a roof abruptly turned into "call the medics"
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