Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
eating taco bell the same day as formal = probably a bad idea
Dude its barely eleven am and there is already a firetruck and ambulance at the shamrock...happy st paddys day
I almost punched the night nurse in her face. I woke up and she was standing over me.
I am watching the CFL at a Hooters in Texarakana. I made a poor life choice at some point that led me here.
I'd appreciated it if you didn't lick my boyfriends face again. I'm askin nicely. Thank you.
I just won't go as hard tonight. Four dollar ladies night drink or drown is not a good idea for me. I like to get my money's worth.
I don't know what he did to me, but he did it wrong. I think my pelvis is broken. I cant even drive without it hurting. What. The. Fuck.
Ecstasy should be its own food group.
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
The compounded multi day delayed hangover hit me hard today, with a vengeance normally reserved for large objects that go in my ass. I don't feel good.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
I just did a shot of Jameson and two shots of cuervo. Note: this is the moment things went down hill
What the fuck dude? Now it's a "who is this?" convo going back and forth. Like... helllloooo you just sent me a picture of your penis! I'm entitled to ask who the fuck it is. I can't verify an identity by a body part.
I have easymac and six pack of beer. This night can't get any better.
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