She punched my vomit. In midair. Back into my mouth.
she was laying naked in the stream looking for "ribbays", which is apparently drunk for frogs.
I called him daddy. To his face. Somewhat sober. What more could I do?
It's a lost cause. Soon she's gonna get naked, just let nature run its course
I know my whole body feels like I belly flopped onto concrete. Seriously need to tone it down for a while
drunk in woodshop so don't even say "I SAWWW THIS COMING." I know you're thinking it.
Made it just outside my dorm and yack on the front dirt. Wave to a dad thats staring, continue on my way.
I guess I look like the kind of girl who would buy edible, weed-infused lube.
May or may not have just put tequila in my special "kids+" orange juice fortified with vitamins a, b, c, d, e, and now t.
I found us a new booze connection and I'm writing college admissions essays. The future is bright.
I just googled "can they trace a vibrator back to you" so that' s how my life it going.
meanwhile at my house I found 2 bud heavys in the back of my book shelf crammed between a Franklin book and goodnight moon
He smoked and I was tired so left before we did anything. I literally left him high and dry.
I threw up in 4 different Starbucks across the city before 9 am.
I think I'm the first girl to break a bed with a guy, without even having sex with him while doing so.
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