'Watching yourself cry on Photobooth' is the new 'watching yourself cry in the mirror.'
Well call me tomorrow, it's a great story that may lead to me being fired and/or possibly being buried in a shallow grave somewhere out in wine country.
Everybody in the immediate area is hooking up like it's doomsday
WHY AM I NOT THERE?
Someone is in my phone as "fireball girl" and keeps texting me. How do I go about finding out who it is?
Suddenly I feel like all I did this summer was have sex in our apartment
No talking tonight. Just drinking and puking up memories
So I wore a corset to school. Fuck laundry.
Preparing for the bar exam has made my whatever disorder you said I have act up again
don't judge my taste in strippers
he can suck his own dick, i cant compete with that
I feel like a grown up and it scares me so I'm hiding out in the bathroom stall and messaging you
I woke up with my converse still on and a plate of pasta next to my face, if that gives you any indication of how my night went
i dunno dude, he took his shirt off and is rubbing jello shots on himself. i think he's done
You microwaved all of my silverware, I don't care if you spent all your money on tequila, you're paying for this.
Last night was a bad idea. I'm hungover and the contents of my purse smell like Korean BBQ.
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