no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
i just bought weed at the top of a mountain, best decision of our lives to go to school in colorado.
his mom found me in the closet hiding and the only thing i could think of was to sit there and wave.
i like being sick. whatever the doctor gave me is awesone. the walls are waving at me. i never want to get better.
Somewhere between catching the stove on fire and not being aware of it being on fire while I'm in the living room. I drank too much.
Is it bad that I see a party full of girls I know he has fucked as a challenge for me to be the one who ends up in his bed?
tonight were gonna drink champagne and watch girls put themselves in awkward position
I'm a drunk white girl and my ancestors were drunk white girls, if we apologized our species would be extinct.
Guess who just made out with Sloth from The Goonies!
I'm smoking in a kimono on the couch. Bring me gin.
Just had a med school interview with that doctor I fucked in college. He remembered. Asked if I still have my nipple rings. Overall, I think it went well.
Pillow talk?
can't do it. no eye contact either.
Where have you been all my life
went to class still drunk this morning and my professor made the class give me a round of applause and said, "see people, THIS is inspirational... if she can make it to class in this condition there is no excuse not to show up!"
its as if im in a choose your own adventure book. except im not the reader and someone else is choosing my fate...one awesome decision at a time.
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