I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
I'm watching a show called "I didn't know I was pregnant" on TLC...Apparently this happens enough that there is a series
Quick, to the slutcave!
I told my new friends about my possible new chin. They said I should get my nose done first. Please tell me I'm pretty or something.
we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
There are about 5 pictures of my dog taking a dump on my camera and 20 of Brandon taking one for "comparison" reasons.
it's a "shave your legs in the cvs bathroom" kind of night
Nothing says never again like hurling in the shower.
I just puked behind a tree outside work, then walked past my manager with puke in my hair. Man, I'm gonna miss this when I get a real job.
I knew it would get worse when I said I think your roommate is watching and he looked over at him and said ... So?
He started screaming "fuck me I'm Ryan Gosling" and proceeded to pick up the smallest guy at the party and carry him to bed.
I just picked up a hitchhiker so karma will be on our side this weekend. Hahahahahaha
No.
He followed me on twitter after I posted a drunk screen shot of a tweet. It's like he gave me permission to stalk him on a whole different level.
I was stopped at a light on my way home and a priest threw holy water on my car. Seems fitting after last night.
As long as he continues to be our subleaser and continues to fuck me, I think it's acceptable for me to steal a piece of bread here and there.
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