Theyre still fighting about whether its called america or the united states.
weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
Just got my econometrics book in the mail and started flipping through it. Our Thursday parties may turn into u convincing me not to kill myself.
i was taking the test and had to adjust my boner and my teacher thought i was cheating or something
i just hugged the lady at the liquor store goodbye for the summer...
Remind me never to take that much Vicodin ever again. I laid in bed measuring my heart rate for an hour and a half because I was afraid it would stop.
I think I'm just going to up-end a bottle of wine and look through pictures of what my life used to be.
Nope. Too hot. We just sat in my tub with cold water spraying on us drinking coronas. This summer heat is killing my libido slowly
Finally washing the shoe scuff marks off my front windshield :( bye bye memories
This is true. I'm still having Jess write "no drugs" on my left hand and "except weed" on my right hand
But the Super Mario beer pong table is more than appropriate.
I am the only person I know ever to have been brought TO the bar in the back of a cop a car. Twice.
Blacked out and Irish exited last night. At dinner. On a Sunday.
I can't talk, I can't walk, I think I'm twitching and I'm not even sure if I'm typing this. Help
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