my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
We're starting "No Hesitation Fridays." The probability of this going horribly are between 100 to 125 percent
just went to my meeting with last nights make up still on, not wearing a bra, and the 14 shot tallies still on my wrist.. My advisor's questions should be answered as to why I'm not in my major yet.
she's throwing things again.. almost stabbed herself in the eye with a fork.
my stepmom is let-the-dog-eat-out-of-her-mouth drunk. oh my god.
Woke up with 3 sports bras for underwear. Valiant effort drunk me.
I need a Xanax. A Veggie Delight. And exhibition style sex.
The Angel on my shoulder is now resorting to merely reminding me that, "You will regret this later." I'm not sure if he's learning how I think or just giving up. Either way, should make life a bit more interesting.
the evidence suggests last night I either took a bath in beer or drank 18 beers while in the bath. either one sounds good to me. sad i don't remember it
I just sneezed glitter I JUST SNEEZED G LITTER I j u st SneeZED GLIT TER I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS AT ALL.
Apparently I give handjobs in my sleep. So that's interesting.
Btw when I was saying "fuck you" I meant it like "be quiet beautiful princess"
I've decided to give up hard drugs for the rest of the year.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
Don't come in. My door to my bathroom won't close because of the table and I'm pooping
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