another moral hangover. fuck.
my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
Seriously. Doesn't matter if I went out last night, work is like crafts class w.a side of facebook
My eyes got the double whammy. Once with pepperspray from the riot the other with cum. Both of which i did nothing to deserve.
I looked at the bar tab this morning. The bartender added a $25 'customer asshole fee'. I have no grounds to dispute it.
I'm thankful she wil die Alone. And I'm thankful I slept wiht her cousin. And brother.
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
Word is he has some crazy hawaiian STD
Also, putting laundry hampers on my head and pretending I'm an astronaut is a good way to get caught in every door frame in the house.
I. recorded a message of me yelling at myself to "get up out of that bed" and set it an alarm. REALLY loud
Is it bad that I've been making new friends through your vagina networking? I don't think so
lets do drugs on my lunch break tomorrow
I got to my internship late... with a bag of chipotle and sex hair.
I look over and the both of you are naked, and he's eating chicken nuggets off the floor
Think he has a gf
Yea that shit doesn’t necessarily stop me
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