GM filed for bankruptcy, all the dealerships closed, and it's june and I'm in jeans and a sweatshirt and I'm cold. What is the point of living in this state anymore?
I swear I have "I love assholes" written on my forehead with ink that only guys can see.
wasted. watching meteors, awesome idea i ever had, see 2 for every 1 with ma double vision
you kept naming everything at the party...like "boy i'm going to make out with" and "table i'm going to dance on later"
It was either a cute kinda butch tomgirl or a really fem guy. Either way, I made out with it. Bisexuality, my best friend.
because drunk making out is frowned upon in museums i think
You told her to step on the scale because you had whiskey goggles, and scales don't lie.
this dude just showed up to the party with a falcon
bartering with my concussed boyfriend to eat food with blowjobs
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
Drunk packed a lunch. Made two turkey sandwiches and threw in a bag of raw bacon. Gold star for the day drunk self.
He made a deal with his real estate agent called fucking in 50 properties for sale
Im quite confident that my struggle with sobriety ended last night sometime after dinner
isnt it crazy how for years we were living our owns lives, and now only a wall seperates us?
stop. eating. my. shrooms.
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
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