So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Also, the republican called me again last night. He called me dumb and ugly then begged to come over. Gosh... he knows how to make me want him...
I feel like I got hit by a truck made out of Jack Daniels.
he let me duct tape his mouth because i said it was my fetish, i really just wanted him to shut up
for future reference: anal bleach BEFORE boozing
I mean, it's free alcohol, to turn it down would be a crime against humanity.
Girl walking by was talking on the phone about how he needed to write a gratitude list in her letter to god this week. Too stoned
I started drinking at around 8.. Started heavily drinking around 815.
We crashed a rave, threw glitter all over Gay Dan and the bartender, broke a chandelier and called ourselves the Kings of Neon.
He sent me a mirror pic of himself and sent it to me and all i could think about was the amazing bong hits i took with his roommate in that bathroom.
Just brought out that old CCM hockey helmet. The one covered in sharpie penises with "DRUNK BUCKET" written across the front. The number of tally marks / initials from tonight's drunk stunts alone is equal parts inspiring and alarming.
At least I had a $10 coupon for Plan B today. Smart shopping for bad decisions
because he's a firefighter, wouldn't sleeping with him be like saying thank you to the community?
i think i left you like a 5 minute message about the mcchicken burger i was eating. I think I called wanting sex but the mcchicken burger was a lot more seducing.
Birthday wine tasting got super shambly super quickly. I am covered in cuts/bruises/terrible life decisions.
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