no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
last night they convinced you that a sharpie was a new style of chap stick... so when you wake up, you might want to do something about that
If i evwr doyble fist jack daniels and smirnoff again, i hereby give you permission to take them both away grom me and give me and give me a glass of wat
Beer lympzucs are ki7lling me
This just became a night full of adventures...and by adventures I mean hitting people with my car
I probably looked like a mental patient. I had my IV in one hand and cup of pee in the other, swaying around with a dazed grin on my face. I love vicodin.
Her life is filled with shit luck. Its like mother nature is having her period and just taking it out on her specifically.
He put his hand in my cleavage. NOT ON. IN. BETWEEN. NO more gingers
Somehow ended up home, probably had something to do with the makeshift ladder from my second story window. Now headed to church, still drunk, and still fighting back the vomit of a thousand different alcohols. Successful night.
I let my daddy issue flag fly free last night.
Apparently last night I yelled "the cops were called on a mother fucker and that mother fucker is me." And then proceeded to exorcise a sandwitch.
In other news: I massively over-caffeinated this morning. Everything is vibrating and I can SEE THROUGH TIME
That has got to be a joke. No human eats that much grass and lives to tell the tale.
Looking back, we probably shouldn't have chased alcohol with more alcohol
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