My 3rd grade teacher, who was also my fav, thought i was in prison. That seriously upsets me.
i don't have fun when you have fun. i have embarrassment, fear, and significantly less cash in my wallet.
Definitely just saw the guy I went on a date with Friday night dressed in medeival knight gear on the quad preparing for battle. Oh my God.
oh fat girl friday strikes again...
I think I'm cybering, it's been a while and its more in depth than it was in 8Th grade.
grilled cheese. we just shotgunned grilled cheese.
He said something pertaining to Ragu and vodka I'm worried
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
Also you know what's worse than drunk texting? Drunk leaving soup on your hot neighbor's porch.
#1 RULE OF DRINKING: DELETE YOUR EX'S NUMBER FROM YOUR PHONE
I decided not to eat, and then this man was my fairy " don't black out" godmother
new district manager is here. you need to come in early
5th mimosa says otherwise
well at least now you can say you got an STD from the frontman of a band no one's heard of
fuck you.
Hahahaha yep. You were picking up the credit card machine and singing to it in Spanish.
No I will not paint you for Mardi Gras in town. It is going to rain and you don't need another ID charge
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